The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 955

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.

there was

attempted to detour, but was stopped by

long, and no parent

who knows if he'll make

badly, and the kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by his folks." Vivienne frowned,

might be unclear,

same, hard to distinguish from afar for the untrained

child holding a

thought

pool of blood, clutching a

in her arms, feeding him a pill before taking

just move someone after an accident, and what's with feeding him stuff... and

a doctor, what's with the act? Instead

life we're talking about, are you

or we're calling

actions, with some even attempting to push

"Back off!"

expression turned ice-cold,

trying to save face, "You, you're harming a life,

retort left

the onlookers who were all

her quick diagnosis, she realized Winston's injuries were more

to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire... Thinking

herself seemed quicker than waiting for

at the

Colin, as usual, pouring his herbal

asked, "Bro, you've been well for so long, why won't you let grandpa

responded flatly, "It's

turning to her, "You

gestured outside casually, "Bro, have

tone casual, "No, why do

vanished during his nap,

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