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

Meanwhile.

from the Linklater estate, there was a commotion at the intersection, traffic and people

attempted to detour, but

and no parent has shown up

little kid, who knows if he'll

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

might be

lilies were essentially the same, hard to distinguish from

holding

Vivienne thought

a pool of blood, clutching a twin lotus, was indeed

feeding him a pill before taking out her emergency acupuncture

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

Instead of rushing to

is a life we're talking about, are you

him go, or we're calling

actions, with some even attempting to

"Back off!"

ice-cold,

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

left the

didn't bother with the onlookers who were all talk,

realized Winston's injuries

she could do was temporarily seal his heart meridian, buying him the best window to get to the hospital;

quicker than waiting

at the Wright

usual, pouring his herbal medicine into

for so long, why won't you let

responded flatly, "It's

her, "You needed to

"Bro, have you seen

casual, "No, why

meet said Winston vanished during his nap,