The Million-Dollar Heart

In the span of a quarter hour, Colin had awakened on the bed, his eyes opening to find Vivienne seated beside him. He blinked in confusion. "Ms. Hawthorn, what brings you here...?" Vivienne motioned for him to stay still, mentioning that the effects of the acupuncture needles hadn't fully worn off yet.

Glancing down, Colin noticed the needles and was momentarily puzzled. "Ms. Hawthorn, what happened to me?"

As Vivienne carefully removed the needles, she informed him, "The poison in your system has been neutralized." "Neutralized?"

The shock was evident on Colin's face, followed quickly by a somber realization. "Did something happen to that man?"

Vivienne didn't beat around the bush. "Declan has taken his own life. You won't have to worry about the poison's backlash anymore."

Unable to fully articulate his feelings, Colin's body clearly relayed the relief of no longer facing such torment.

Gathering his composure, he expressed his gratitude, "I owe you a great deal, Ms. Hawthorn. Without you, I might have been long gone, not here to see this day."

Vivienne, unembarrassed by his thanks, inquired about his future plans.

Gazing out at the sunlight filtering through the window, Colin sighed, "I haven't decided yet. Maybe after I recover, I'll leave Rivenwood. If Winston Wright is willing, I might take him with me." His glance towards Vivienne was probing, curious about her reaction.

However, Vivienne remained composed, subtly asking, "Aren't you interested in restoring the Wright family?"

This caught Colin off guard. "What do you mean by that, Ms. Hawthorn?"

and the family's position had been vacant for a while. Sensing there was more to her request,

Abigail and Declan, making it clear that the choice was

moment of contemplation, Colin, feeling indebted to Vivienne for saving his

membership in the Nine Mystics Society, which he could use

ring, Colin was momentarily lost in thought, aware of the society's significance but surprised

his gratitude

in the name of

made. But remember, the Nine Mystics Society has no place for those with ill intentions,"

his loyalty, understanding the gravity of her

Colin could visit him anytime by

who had been eavesdropping, scoffed at

in the Nine Mystics Society. Their conversation on the

of mess back home. Daring to meddle in someone else's affairs would surely bring the wrath of the old man and the patriarch down upon him. Throw barge in, break his legs, and force him to spend three days and nights in the family chapel to remember who he was

of the car, she left Leopold with a

to the Watsons. Tell them their enemy is dead, their

firmly. "Consider

the car drive away, Vivienne entered the

The living room.

entertaining two toddlers, their innocent faces glowing as they lay in their cribs, giggling at the old man teasing them