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?"

was brought in. Not a word spoken, not

about to ask further when another person approached to

that man named Colin has

Percival, "Mr. Wolf, keep an

makeshift bed assembled from tables, his face and lips unnaturally pale, even showing traces of blood at the

quickly applied acupuncture with a silver needle, sealing several of his major points. She had no interest

and Percival sitting nearby,

his gaze briefly, "Let's talk about the poison in

her

he wouldn't

struggling to sit up, said, "I'd like to ask

raised an eyebrow, "You want to entrust

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

going to die. The poison

shook his head, "It's

symptoms are identical to my father's. It seems harmless at first, even undiagnosable as poisoning, but

pondered for a moment before revealing, "Declan, your grandfather, wasn't actually from the Wright family

lineage. He practiced forbidden arts at the expense of his

and your

as death, "So it

the Wright family... a devil, stirring

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

Vivienne was about to leave, Colin

She turned back, "Yes?"

"I initially teamed up with Abigail to uncover the secrets Grandpa left behind.

stuff in

of everything Alyssa was up to She wasn't exactly