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.

the Linklater estate, there was a commotion

detour, but was stopped by voices

been so long, and

little kid, who knows

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

others, it might be

essentially the same, hard to distinguish

holding a

thought of

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

arms, feeding him a pill before taking

just move someone after an

Instead of rushing to a hospital, you're

life we're talking about, are

or we're calling the

actions, with some even

"Back off!"

expression turned ice-cold,

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

with the onlookers who were all talk, no

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

the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire... Thinking this, Vivienne swiftly called Sasha, asking her to meet at

there herself seemed quicker than waiting

the

walked in to find Colin, as usual, pouring

for so long, why

"It's

"You

casually, "Bro, have you

tone casual, "No, why do

responsible for him came to meet said Winston vanished during his nap,

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