The Million-Dollar Heart

Hunter glared with bloodshot eyes, his voice thick with disdain. "You ungrateful brat, daring to tear apart the Wright family over such trivial matters. You're doomed to a life of failure."

Colin was immune to these barbs by now. He turned, walking over to a corner where he picked up a small wooden box.

"Grandpa, do you remember who this belongs to?"

Hunter's brow furrowed in irritation. "You..."

A cold smirk played on Colin's lips. "Mom wanted nothing more than to see her child one last time before she died. But what did you do? You took Winston away and left her to fend for herself, dying in despair." He would never forget the sight of his own mother, tormented to death.

"If it wasn't for Winston, I'd have left her long ago."

Hunter felt no remorse. He desired an heir who would bend to his will.

"A woman's death is of no consequence."

Darkness clouded Colin's eyes, his gaze turning icy. "In the Wright family, you've loomed over us like a demon, giving us no room to breathe." "Today, it all ends."

Hunter's heart skipped a beat. "Colin, what are you planning?"

Vivienne and Percival exchanged glances, about to intervene when her phone suddenly lit up. She stood, announcing, "Winston's in danger!"

At the mention of Winston, Colin froze. "What's happened to Winston?"

Vivienne glanced at him. "If you don't want anything to happen to Winston, put down what you're holding and come with us."

Observing the moving cursor on her phone, Vivienne signaled for Draven, who had been keeping watch nearby, to show himself. They needed more hands to search the Wright mansion for Winston. Draven quickly joined them, whispering something to Vivienne, who nodded in understanding.

The cursor finally halted at a specific location, which Vivienne showed to Colin.

expression darkened, and he took the lead. "I know who has taken

an eye on

that a man like Hunter wouldn't be easily fooled by Abigail, nor easily manipulated

gone didn't mean he was defeated. After years of navigating the world, his

Winston wasn't the only one bound. Brianna had been captured en route and was now dangling beside him, both suspended

take you so long? Robbie's gone mad; he's going to push me

stopped by Robbie,

Colin, "At the brink of death, who will

in utter terror, shouted at Colin, "Why are you hesitating? Save

frowned. "Robbie, what do you

word. "You should be asking yourself that,

you plan to level the Wright family with the ground, I'll ensure

made his stance clear. "Robbie, I don't know what you're

expression turned icy. "You've rigged the Wright mansion

worth more than all the Wright companies combined. You think I'd let you destroy it? Whatever you plan for Grandfather doesn't

what's he talking about? Bombs? Why would you want to destroy the Wright mansion? I thought we were only after the inheritance." Vivienne, watching silently, had anticipated Colin's actions from the moment he spoke in

bear the consequences

to intervene unless Winston was involved. After all, her parents held

for the rest,

true heritage, after you mentioned it that night, I did some digging. You'd be surprised

was cut short by Brianna's indignant response, "What nonsense are you spouting? Our

doesn't quite regard you as family, not sharing such a

me? Ask

shock. "Bro, say something. How could Winston possibly be Mom's child? She's been gone for years. He's just some orphan Grandpa brought

"Shut up!"

couldn't stand hearing Winston being slandered, "Winston is my mother's son, I won't let you talk about

found it hard to