The Million-Dollar Heart

Back at the house, Percival set about tidying up the array of dishes on the table before making a special treat for the bedroom.

He whipped up a batch of strawberry oatmeal, knowing well that Vivienne had a soft spot for the sweet berry.

Curious, Vivienne asked, "Mr. Wolf, what's cooking? I can catch a hint of strawberry in the air."

Handing her the bowl, Percival let Vivienne take in the sight of the oatmeal generously topped with strawberries, prompting a chuckle from her. "How did you come up with this?"

With a smile, he replied, "Couldn't let us both go hungry, especially without adding in something you love."

The strawberry oatmeal went down with ease, thanks to Vivienne's fondness for the fruit.

After wiping her mouth with a napkin, she turned to Mr. Wolf, "So, Mr. Wolf, how did things go today? What's the word from above?"

Percival took the bowl from her, "They suggested we hold off on pressing too hard on Abigail. Pushing her into a corner might backfire. They believe observing for a while longer could lead to a better chance to catch her." Vivienne fell silent, harboring a premonition that Abigail wasn't one to give up easily.

Such ambition wouldn't miss any opportunity, no matter how slim, only to return more fiercely.

Seizing the moment, Vivienne briefed Percival on the situation with the Wright family.

Percival's gaze darkened, his thoughts aligning with Vivienne's, "Given Abigail's ambition, those trivialities wouldn't interest her."

"However, before handing it over to the higher-ups, it might be worth letting the master take a look."

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, "Is there a problem with the items?"

Percival pursed his lips, "The master has been investigating Abigail's background; he might recognize something."

Vivienne nodded; the master was currently away from the Perez family.

They could have Draven photograph the items and send them to the master for review.

Moreover, she planned to interrogate Declan Edwards tomorrow.

Any unforeseen findings could also be relayed to the master.

She was certain that Declan, silent until now, must have had deeper dealings with Abigail.

to call Draven to arrange things, Percival stopped her, "Hold off on that. Uncle Maddox called me on the way

"Seems like a spur-of-the-moment trip, hence

does

answer, Vivienne's phone rang - it was

a gesture from Percival, he left the room,

your folks wanted some alone time, but why pick now to disappear? I've been practically camping out at the Linklater place,

set her terms: either Sasha

Vivienne was speechless.

Maddox had

get ahold of them, and the hotel is on my back. If I don't find someone soon, all my efforts this month are wasted. Willa's leaving town for business in a few days; we're running out of time." Vivienne realized Maddox was solely behind

her temple, "Uncle Maddox, maybe

"No way!"

for this day, Vivienne. If Willa changes her mind, where does that leave me? Just three days, have them back

request, imagining the lengths Maddox might go

don't get your hopes up too high,

a trace of her. Their only

about, even a sniper in pursuit

desperate enough to

reentered, Vivienne just finished the call, massaging her

"What's wrong?" he asked.

shared, "Uncle Maddox is getting engaged and insists my

their numbers, to no

has 'good

up, "He's getting engaged

Percival's smile

held a hint of

Day after tomorrow. Leopold insists you and the master must sit at the main table. Without you

en FindNovel

Vivienne's smile twitched involuntarily.

Leopold was surprisingly swift. But now, what was she supposed to

demanding she find her parents, and the other insisted she be present in person. Could she possibly be in two places at once? Percival placed his hands gently