The Million-Dollar Heart

Percival found a fedora and a pair of sunglasses amidst a pile of men's clothing.

To the average Joe, these items might seem like mere accessories.

But for a man capable of disguising himself without detection, they were overkill.

He pointed them out to Vivienne.

At first, Vivienne was taken aback, but she quickly caught on to Mr. Wolf's implication and scoffed, "She thinks these items are worthless to us, little did she know we'd uncover her Achilles' heel."

The hat, the sunglasses, and this basement.

It all confirmed one thing.

Abigail, severely injured, was photophobic.

Hence, whether it was her hiding spots or the timing of her attacks on solitary women, they all had to be in the dark.

Vivienne stood up to leave, "Looks like I need to have another chat with the old man."

On her way, Vivienne took out her cell phone and called Finnian, only to be immediately hung up on.

Raising an eyebrow, she tried again.

Still hung up.

With a smirk, she decided against calling again and sent a text instead, "I'm on my way to the Perez's, will be there in twenty minutes."

Two seconds later, her phone rang.

Finnian's voice came through, feigning indifference, "Who said I'm at the Perez's? I'm not their nanny. Just because the kids got better doesn't mean I can't go back to my own place!" "You little brat, you just want to see me, but you're out of luck."

Vivienne laughed, her tone nonchalant, "Is that so? I just got a wild Heavenly-Snow Lotus, thought I'd let the master take a look. But if you're not there, then forget it."

Finnian snorted, "Don't try to fool me with that, I don't believe it.”

Vivienne calmly replied, "Suit yourself. It's useless to me anyway. Might as well give it to grandpa Perez for his tea."

"You..."

Finnian was clearly irritated, "You're wasting such a treasure on that old man's tea, are you trying to kill me?"

played innocent, "You were the one who said you weren't at the Perez's, so I can only give it

guard, Finnian quickly changed the subject, "I, I just had to rush back to the Emerald Monastery for something urgent. What do you

told me last time,

"Just that?"

see if I can find any ancient tomes

Vivienne looked out the window, seemingly

went back to

chuckled, "He hasn't even left Rivenwood. Emerald Mountain is just

an eyebrow,

a tantrum. All this fuss over an agarwood bracelet, the old man is getting

"...What about the Heavenly-Snow Lotus you got

an eyebrow, "I'll just say it spoiled while waiting for

Percival, "..."

and disciple,

they coincidentally ran into Cecilia, who had come

had no objections

gifts were indeed

at the table full of herbal packages for strengthening

The silence was deafening.

naturally fell on

expected, Mr. Wolf's face

towards the balcony, "Mom,

smiled

she tugged at her son, "Take what away? Vivienne is too polite to say, but you think you have a say in this? I went through a lot of

Percival, "..."

look like he

her son silent, Cecilia felt embarrassed, as men have their

it's not effective, it can't be

as a mother, she couldn't just watch

we came, the future prosperity of the Ellington family rests on you. How can you succeed if you don't take care of your body? Listen to your mom, try a course first,

"Pfft!"

a sip of water, spat

TV, jumped, "Vivienne, are you

shook her head, "Just choked

her fault for overhearing; the balcony door wasn't quite closed, that

an offhand remark at the Ellingtons would bring such a "consequence" to Mr. Wolf. She'd definitely be more careful with her words in the future.