The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne nodded in agreement.

It seemed that Leopold had handled things quite effectively.

"Is Cordelia's cooking really that amazing?" Percival couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Vivienne deliberately nodded, her gaze fixed on him, but her eyes betrayed a hint of distress, "Well, Mr. Wolf, your cooking is divine too. It's just that you're too busy to whip up something for me these days. I have no choice but to rely on Cordelia, or else I might starve."

"Who said I don't have the time?"

Percival magically produced a strawberry cheesecake from the car, "Made it this morning. Should we indulge now or wait?"

"Right now!"

Vivienne's eyes lit up at the sight of the strawberry cheesecake, and she eagerly took a bite.

The creamy texture mixed with the fresh scent of strawberries melted in her mouth, instantly dissolving any trace of her previous annoyance, though she still maintained a pretense of anger.

Percival, understanding her all too well, leaned in and coaxed in a low voice, "It's not that I don't want you at my place, I'm just worried your dad might actually charge into the Ellington estate with a shotgun if I whisk you away one more time."

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, continuing to enjoy her cake, "Didn't you say with me by your side, you fear nothing?"

Percival chuckled bitterly, "It's not about fear, I just don't want to add unnecessary obstacles to us getting married. I've already discussed our wedding with Grandpa. As long as your parents agree, we can proceed however we wish."

Vivienne paused for a moment, "Really?"

Percival wrapped his arms around her tightly, his voice warm yet restrained, "Vivienne, I'm more eager about this than you are."

Vivienne's cheeks flushed.

She shyly turned her head, offering the spoon to Percival, "For being so honest, you get a bite. But just one, not a bit more."

Seeing her serious expression, Percival couldn't help but laugh, accepting the spoonful of cake with a whole strawberry on it from her hand.

of the cake

"Didn't have breakfast this

"I did, but

besides strawberry cheesecake, he'd have to start bringing an extra breakfast for

site near a river at the

and walked towards the location of

Percival's people who found it first, preventing any

soaked overnight, had turned pale, especially noticeable at

to examine the wound on the heart closely. The method was identical to previous cases, but it was clear the perpetrator was in a

already

was a night shift worker from a nearby factory, attacked

murder site was just a street

was right, the perpetrator must have been desperate for

had these young women done to deserve

the prime of their lives, and the agony of having

sight of the bloated corpse, almost vomiting his

stern look to get himself

gloves, signaled to have the

her, noticing her somber expression, and gently

as

possibly be used in medicine, nor for viral research. If it's just someone's sick fascination, how could they tolerate

in their 'work'

of something, Vivienne?" Before she could answer, her phone

answered, "Draven, what have

but everything inside has been cleared out, not a single

darkened, "Keep searching.

place guarded by snipers wasn't going to be abandoned without leaving something

realized Vivienne had

pointed ahead before finding a spot to

afraid of corpses; his stomach just couldn't