The Million-Dollar Heart

Meanwhile.

Anna followed the figure to a secluded field, cornering the person in black who had no escape. With her eyes narrowed, she launched a powerful blow towards the person's back, her strike swift and fierce.

The wind from her palm cut through the opposing breeze, but the person in black sidestepped, easily neutralizing her attack and sending Anna flying several feet away.

Despite the aggressive move, it was clear the person in black had no intention of injuring Anna. Otherwise, the chase wouldn't have been a series of defensive moves.

With her brows furrowed but curiosity in her eyes, Anna noted the person used the same techniques she did, and their strength surpassed hers.

She couldn't believe there was someone else so similar to "her."

She had to see who this person was with her own eyes.

Launching another attack, Anna put her all into it, forcing the person in black to counter with significant force. However, she suddenly pulled back, causing her opponent to pause, but it was too late to withdraw their strength entirely. Fortunately, they shifted their aim at the last moment, sparing Anna a direct hit to the chest.

Still, Anna's face paled momentarily.

The person in black was visibly shocked, unable to believe they had hurt someone.

Anna, clutching her chest, emotionally asked, "Is it really you?"

Without a word, the figure merely gave her a deep look before attempting to leave.

As Anna tried to follow, her injuries held her back, and she collapsed to the ground.

Years of longing and anguish came to a head, and she cried out hoarsely to the departing figure, "Mom!"

The person in black froze in their tracks.

Tears welling in her eyes, Anna voiced her pain, "You left me alone in Havenwood all those years ago. Are you going to leave me behind again?"

The figure halted, sighed deeply, and removed their hood, revealing a face strikingly similar to Anna's.

Daphne, presumed lost in an

her eyes, she

couldn't hold

her when she was little.

in front of her. "Mom,

on the slim hope that this person was the one she

gamble paid

as she helped Anna up, concerned, "Are you hurt?

vigorously, pain forgotten in the

wryly, "How did you

brimming with tears, said, "I saw the

was what made her

mole on the back of

a deep breath, not wanting to blink

softly, "I'm

her heart swelling

had faked her death to deceive their enemies and might one day return. And now, that day

tears and changed the

talk about that

the next morning, asking to meet at a secluded private hospital and requested she

happened, Vivienne shared her concerns with Percival, who

shook her head, trusting Anna's request for privacy must mean she had important reasons. If it was a trap, she was even more determined to go. Anna's safety was paramount. Percival, not

After their recent engagement,

over the

but worry when Vivienne stepped out of the car. He quickly reminded her, "Vivienne, everything

of the importance of his job and future responsibilities,