The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne furrowed her brow, a clear sign of confusion.

Colin seemed to read her mind. "Brianna isn't really a Wright; she was adopted," he explained, cutting through Vivienne's silent questions.

Vivienne was momentarily speechless. It was as if Colin had anticipated her arrival and the very questions she'd bring with her.

Without needing her to utter a word, he volunteered information freely.

Unlocking the door, Colin stepped back, "I know Ms. Hawthorn has a lot more to ask. Don't worry, I'll be just outside."

Without further hesitation, Vivienne gave Percival a look.

Responding to her silent cue, Percival kicked the door down with a forceful swing of his leg.

"Really, Mr. Wolf? No subtlety?" Vivienne couldn't help but comment.

Percival shrugged, "Sorry, Vivienne. My gentleness is reserved solely for you. Everyone else gets the boot."

Silence fell between them as they entered the dimly lit room, where Hunter was pinned against the wall.

The scene made it clear why Colin had managed to capture Hunter so effortlessly.

Percival raised an eyebrow, "He's lost his abilities."

Vivienne scoffed, "Cutting off the source after use. Must be how Abigail acquired her powers."

Without the gift, one resorts to theft.

"Declan Edwards, how long will you keep

of his true name, Hunter stirred, his pale face lifting

you know...?"

you hid well, but these things are easy to

for using your abilities for personal gain, you vanished only to resurface as Mr. Wright, through marriage,

didn't end with infiltrating the Wrights. You used the family's assets to amass wealth, transforming the Wrights into your personal empire, all while the true Wrights remained oblivious to your

to see through you was Ms. Wright herself. Despite her deep affection, she tried to cover for you until you poisoned her with your own hands, eventually eliminating the entire Wright family to consolidate your

Wright family is nothing like it once was, all

Wrights sought their own end; who can they blame?" Declan spoke without remorse, his ambition

the Wrights were merely a stepping stone in his vendetta

the Wrights under your thumb, you could do as you pleased. So, how did Abigail come into

flashed in Hunter's eyes, "She offered something I needed. Our partnership was meant to

Vivienne a chair, insisting, "Only the best for my

sitting, Vivienne eased her aching back, "So, the

she took matters

how she uses these hearts?" Vivienne pressed on

fell silent, refusing to indulge Vivienne's curiosity

Percival, they both sensed the depth of the

consuming your

bitterly, "As much as I'd love to

to know her well.

eyes as he resigned himself to his fate. "I'm a dead man walking anyway," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "Bringing this up now will only spell disaster for the

snorted derisively. "The

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