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 deed goes

Meanwhile.

was a

attempted to detour, but

so long, and no parent has shown up

little kid, who knows

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

others, it might be unclear,

hard to

holding

Vivienne thought

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

feeding him a pill before taking out

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

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

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

go, or

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

"Back off!"

expression turned ice-cold, her

Vivienne's aura, caught off guard but trying to save face, "You, you're harming a life,

left the man

bother with the onlookers who

diagnosis, she realized Winston's injuries were

buying him the best window to get to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire... Thinking this, Vivienne swiftly called Sasha, asking her to meet

quicker than waiting for an

the

in to find Colin, as usual,

she asked, "Bro, you've been well for so long,

flatly, "It's not time

turning to her, "You

outside casually, "Bro,

approached, his tone casual, "No, why

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