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, "..."

good deed goes

Meanwhile.

a few hundred meters from the Linklater estate, there was

attempted to detour, but was stopped by

long, and no

a little kid, who knows if he'll make

there's so much blood on the ground, he's fallen so badly, and the kid's

others, it might be unclear, but

were essentially the same, hard to distinguish from afar for

child holding a

thought of

through the crowd, the child lying in a pool of blood, clutching a twin lotus, was indeed

her arms, feeding him a

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

not a doctor, what's with the act? Instead of rushing to a

about, are

go, or we're calling

Vivienne's actions, with some

"Back off!"

expression turned ice-cold,

trying to

left the

bother with the onlookers who were

diagnosis, she realized Winston's

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

there herself seemed quicker than waiting for

at the Wright

in to find Colin, as usual, pouring his herbal medicine into

been well for

"It's

to her, "You

"Bro, have

tone casual, "No, why

vanished during his nap, and they

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