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

Meanwhile.

Linklater estate, there was a commotion

but was stopped by

and

who knows if he'll

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

might be unclear,

same, hard to distinguish

holding a

thought of

child lying in a pool of blood, clutching a twin

in her arms, feeding him a pill

move someone after an accident, and what's with

Instead of rushing to a

is a life we're talking about, are you even human to be

him go, or we're calling

actions, with some even

"Back off!"

turned ice-cold, her demeanor

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

retort left the

with the onlookers who

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

meridian, buying him the best window to get to the hospital;

seemed quicker than

the

as usual, pouring his herbal medicine into

for

"It's not time

"You

"Bro, have you

approached, his tone casual, "No,

him came to meet said Winston vanished during his nap, and they couldn't find him even

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