The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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On Victory Avenue.

In order to enjoy some alone time with Vivienne, Percival had persuaded Gsellin to help look after Thaddeus, who had just been handed to them.

Cecilia had grown fond of Vivienne, and naturally, her affection had extended to Thaddeus

too.

Ever since the high society ladies had discovered that Master O was to be her future daughter-in-law, they had been going out of their way to win her over, hoping she could persuade Vivienne to create perfumes for them.

Even the wife of a notable figure in Rivenwood had actively reached out to her, and they had become close friends. She really had been enjoying her newfound popularity

Hence, she was more than happy to help look after Thaddeus so her son could speed things up with Vivienne.

Thaddeus was a little shy, but since Isolde was also staying at Cecilia’s and Percival had deliberately let Isolde taste Vivienne’s disastrous cooking, she packed his bags and fled without looking back.

On their way back to the apartment after dropping off Thaddeus, Percival was driving and answering a call from Leopold via Bluetooth.

Leopold said, “It’s done. She’s been sent in.”

Percival replied, “Keep an eye on her!”

Laughing, Leopold retorted. “Who do you think you’re underestimating? Do you think I’d be careless? If anyone in there got out, the police would have a massive headache. This should be enough for her to handle.

Mr. Ellington, you’re quite ruthless for sending that delicate girl to such a place. Who knew you had it in you?!”

Percival, nonchalantly steering the wheel, responded, “I didn’t send her in. She went in herself.”

“Right, right.” Leopold replied, inwardly rolling his eyes. As if Percival hadn’t purposely driven Arabella towards the N&S Psychiatric Hospital.

“By the way, I’ve noticed you’ve gotten sneakier since being with your fiancée. Did you learn it from her?”

“I can hear you.” Vivienne interjected, her expression unreadable.

Caught off guard, Leopold chuckled awkwardly. “You two really are inseparable, huh?”

“Where did you send her?” Vivienne asked Percival.

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“N&S Psychiatric Hospital.” Leopold answered with a smirk.

surprised. Although she had only recently returned to Havenwood, she had heard of the

to evade the police by hiding there, only to end up being tortured by the inmates to the point where he called the police to rescue him, preferring the death

send

drove. “I’m glad I could make you

veered off course and charged towards Percival’s car. Percival swerved sharply, narrowly avoiding a

truck, too heavy to control, crashed into

Leopold, still on the call,

attacked.” Percival answered coldly while looking at the

cursed. “I’m tracking

of the black cars gunned its engine and charged towards them. Percival quickly reversed, narrowly avoiding

engines in pursuit. Despite driving in reverse, Percival maneuvered the car effortlessly, dodging their attempts to

this cat-and-mouse chase, Percival found an opportunity to swerve around one of the black cars,

realized that Percival, driving in reverse,

slow.

darting through oncoming traffic with nimble dexterity, maintaining speed

roof handle, watched Percival. His drifting technique was reminiscent of an underground racer she knew,

race in Seaside City years ago, Zephyr had nearly beaten her with his

pursuing cars drew a gun and fired

shot shattered the rear-view mirror on

second shot pierced through the rear windshield, breaking a perfume

car.

Timeless Man Cologne filled the

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Percival had replaced all his Ear and hams an fresheners with her custom made scent, Timeless

What a hypernel

he quite fancy

Percival was mentally cursing. After

came from the left rear, piercing through the car window. Percival Tell a sharp pain in his left arm, but he

not hold on for long. But when he glanced at Vivienne silling next

the smell of rust and cologne inside the car,

at his trembling left hand and could clearly feel

distance, two large semi trucks appeared that were pulling containers behind

four black cars from behind them were still clinging

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the steering wheel with her night hand, and said to Percival, “I’ll take

already unbuckled his seat belt and squeezed herself between him and the steering wheel. Her feet replaced his on the gas and

the thin layer of clothing, Percival could distinctly feel Vivienne’s warm

knew in this critical moment that he should not be distracted. But he was losing

high spirits despite being shot!” Vivienne also noticed the sudden change in his body. Her ears blushed red, and

the right words

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mean for it

car. Each time she worked the clutch or