The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 1014

Abigail had a gift, a rare one that allowed her to read the history etched in bones, beyond the facade of flesh and skin. Her mentor once confessed that even he couldn't unravel the mysteries of Abigail's own skeletal structure. If that was truly the case, then her real age was a mystery, or perhaps, there was another possibility.

Abigail was someone who could alter her own bone structure at will.

Regardless of the scenario.

Any anomaly, and she could spot it.

Percival was well aware of Vivienne's skill in reading bones, yet his grip on his wrist remained reluctant to ease.

Vivienne pursed her lips, willing to compromise further, "How about... Mr. Wolf, you lift the cloth for me? Just exposing a single bone would do, anywhere is fine."

With some reluctance, Percival agreed.

But before he did, he made sure Vivienne wasn't looking.

Approaching the first body, Percival chose an ankle bone, gnawed on by wild animals, exposing stark white bone.

Vivienne was accustomed to such sights, unfazed by the gruesome scene.

Luckily, her nerves held steady, no sign of any nausea despite the grim context.

She snapped back into professional mode in an instant.

Focusing on the bone, she squinted, her mind delving deep.

"This person was in their thirties, showing signs of recent hardships but not a life of constant struggle, a life of thin luck prone to attracting trouble," she deduced. Vivienne frowned slightly, retracting her gaze.

The identity of this person was almost certain.

It was Delilah, who had clung to Abigail during their last encounter, inadvertently saving them.

Vivienne shook her head, "This isn't Abigail."

The unspoken understanding between them meant Percival caught on with just a few words.

next body, this time

Vivienne immediately frowned.

phalanges were delicate, belonging to a young girl still in her

Certainly not Abigail.

as if gripped by immense fear before death. Vivienne inspected

small, it was well-concealed in

put on gloves, attempting to pry open the tight grip with no

"Let me."

Vivienne flicked a silver needle into the elbow's marrow through the cloth,

Vivienne and Percival

reason other than it being a fragment

securing the fragment

this end up

Vivienne remained silent.

attacked from behind by

agony, the victim must have desperately clutched at her attacker's clothing, accidentally grabbing the already cracked Millennia

was

no corresponding genetic profile could be

eyes at the fragment for a few

about the Millennia Aegis fragment, say

her order,

the whole armor effectively useless, reduced to mere decoration. Vivienne wondered

Abigail's current whereabouts, Vivienne wouldn't foolishly

checked recent missing persons reports, Abigail could easily hide her tracks

disguise among common folk to recover, the search area would be immense, easily

person untraceable in genetic databases could only mean one of two things: either undocumented or personally

with special abilities, better to wait for her to take the bait.

to Cordelia was a form of solace, a true

Thomas to drive Vivienne home, while

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