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

Meanwhile.

few hundred meters from the Linklater estate, there was

attempted to detour, but

thing, it's been so long, and

kid, who knows if he'll

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

might be unclear, but she knew

same, hard to distinguish from afar

child holding

thought of

in a pool of blood, clutching a twin

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

you, don't you know you can't just move someone

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

is a life we're talking about, are

or we're

crowd grew increasingly accusatory towards Vivienne's actions, with some even

"Back off!"

ice-cold, her

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

left the man

onlookers who

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

was temporarily seal his heart meridian, buying him the best window to get to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire... Thinking this, Vivienne swiftly called Sasha, asking her

seemed quicker than waiting for an

the Wright

usual, pouring his herbal medicine into

"Bro, you've been well for so

flatly, "It's not time

her, "You

gestured outside casually, "Bro, have you

casual, "No,

said Winston vanished

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