The Million-Dollar Heart

On the way back, Percival got a call from Leopold, saying there was a bit of a bother at the estate in the suburbs and asked him to come over.

Vivienne was behind the wheel since Percival had indulged in some wine over lunch.

She asked for directions, planning to drop him off before heading back to the Linklater estate.

Percival didn't agree; the suburbs were quite a trek from where they were, and more importantly, he had left the renovation of the place as a surprise for her. Seeing it in advance would spoil everything. In the end, Percival had Leopold come to pick him up.

Leopold showed up looking like he had battled with insomnia, dark circles and all.

He headed straight for the driver's side door, "Percival, you did this on purpose, don't think a mere record... Oh, Vivienne!"

Vivienne watched him calmly.

Leopold swallowed hard, his previously menacing demeanor deflated instantly, "Vivienne, what are you doing here? I thought it was..."

Percival, lounging in the passenger seat, squinting over, said, "And what if it was me? Planning on a quick murder?"

Leopold, "..."

Even if he harbored the thought, he lacked the guts, especially with Vivienne there. If he dared to lift a finger, Vivienne would have him turned to ash in seconds.

Leopold, with a forced chuckle, "Me? Never dare."

Vivienne, with a smirk, "Leopold, pull yourself together!"

Leopold felt a chill run down his spine.

Did Vivienne know something?

Why else would this couple speak in such a unified tone?

After dropping off Percival, Vivienne turned the car around, heading back to the Linklater estate.

As soon as Vivienne left, Leopold's demeanor changed, tossing the car keys to Percival, "You drive, I need a nap."

Percival gave him a look, "If I could drive, you wouldn't be here, would you?"

Leopold froze, "Since when are you unable to drive?"

Percival, "..."

no good deed goes

Meanwhile.

Linklater estate, there was a commotion at the intersection, traffic

attempted to detour, but

thing, it's been so long, and no parent has shown

kid, who

so much blood on the ground, he's fallen so badly, and the kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by his folks." Vivienne frowned,

it might be unclear, but

water lilies were essentially the same, hard to distinguish from afar

holding a

thought

pool of blood,

forward, lifting Winston in her arms, feeding him a pill before taking out her

are you, don't you know you can't just move someone after an accident, and what's with feeding

doctor, what's with the act? Instead of

are you even human to be

him go, or

accusatory towards Vivienne's actions, with some even

"Back off!"

turned ice-cold,

Vivienne's aura, caught off guard but trying to save face, "You, you're harming a life, hurting him..." "So, you're going to save

left

bother with the onlookers who were all

her quick diagnosis, she realized Winston's injuries were

his heart meridian, buying him the best window to get to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire...

seemed quicker than

the

usual, pouring his herbal medicine

well for

responded flatly, "It's not time

her, "You needed

casually, "Bro,

casual, "No, why do you

"The person responsible for him came to meet said Winston vanished during his nap, and they couldn't find