The Million-Dollar Heart

When Leopold called again, Vivienne hit the reject button without a second thought.

Leopold had his merits, but subtlety wasn't one of them.

Forget his ancient warrior lineage for a moment; these days, with the Martinez family sheltered by the nation and holding the reins of weapon manufacturing, and Griffin being the sole heiress to the Martinez empire...

Marrying into that family would be a jackpot, even more so for Leopold. Yet, he hesitated. No wonder his nickname was "Husky." It was spot-on.

Percival, noticing her pout, chuckled and asked, "Still upset?"

Vivienne sighed, "What does Griffin even see in him?"

Percival weighed in objectively, "Well, Leopold might be a bit rough around the edges emotionally, but professionally? He's unmatched by his peers, perhaps even better."

After all the battles he'd charged into and missions he'd flawlessly executed, Percival, as a long-time friend and superior, had never doubted Leopold's capabilities.

Vivienne's lips curved into a smile, "Us folks from Emerald Mountain are never mediocre. Trust me, Griffin's making a smart bet this time."

If Leopold had even a breath left in him, he'd ensure he brought her back!

Percival raised an eyebrow, "That certain, huh?"

Vivienne nodded, her protective instincts kicking in, "Of course, I know my brother. He's no fool, contrary to what others might think."

Percival just smiled, letting the conversation drop.

Nearing noon, they finally headed towards their destination.

In a specially designed room, an elderly man sat against the light, legs crossed in a meditation pose, revealing only his back.

Vivienne paused at the door, turning to the person beside her, "How long has he been like this?"

Not a word spoken, not a drop of

to ask further when

man named

to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, keep an eye on things here. I'll check

room, Colin lay on a makeshift bed assembled from tables, his face and lips unnaturally pale, even showing traces of blood

a silver needle, sealing several of his major points. She had no interest

Percival sitting nearby, a flicker

sitting across from him, met his gaze briefly, "Let's talk about the

with the Wright family, it was clear to her that Colin wasn't after their wealth but wished

he had someone he couldn't leave behind; otherwise, he wouldn't have hesitated to

like to ask Miss Hawthorn

want to entrust

smile, "You guessed it. He's all I worry about

him, "You're not going to die. The poison

head, "It's

to my father's. It seems harmless at first, even undiagnosable as poisoning, but by thirty, it's terminal. Death is the

revealing, "Declan, your grandfather,

He practiced forbidden arts at the expense

your father

fist, pale as death,

was desperate to leave the Wright family... a devil, stirring chaos within

you but can extend your life by a year or two. I'll need to

was about to leave, Colin called out,

She turned back, "Yes?"

with Abigail to uncover the

in that lab

Alyssa was up to She