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, "..."

good

Meanwhile.

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

detour, but was stopped

long, and

kid, who knows if he'll make

the ground, he's fallen so badly, and the kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by

be unclear, but she knew

lilies were essentially the same, hard to distinguish from afar

holding a

Vivienne thought of

in a pool of blood, clutching a twin

him a pill before taking out her emergency

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

a doctor, what's with the act? Instead of rushing to a hospital, you're doing

talking about, are you even

go, or we're

Vivienne's actions, with some

"Back off!"

turned ice-cold, her demeanor

was taken aback by Vivienne's aura, caught off guard but trying to save face, "You, you're harming a life, hurting him..." "So, you're going to

left the man

didn't bother with the onlookers who were all talk, no

quick diagnosis, she realized Winston's injuries were more

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

seemed quicker than waiting for

the Wright

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

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

"It's not time

to her, "You needed to see

casually, "Bro, have you

his tone casual, "No, why do you

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