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.

had only recently returned to Havenwood,

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

Percival to send Arabella there. This was

Percival noticed, grinning as he drove. “I’m glad I could make you happy. Just don’t

a large truck hauling a shipping container from the opposite lane veered off course and charged towards Percival’s car. Percival swerved sharply, narrowly avoiding

control,

Leopold, still on

Percival answered coldly while looking at the four black

cursed. “I’m

Leopold hung up, one of the black cars gunned its engine and charged

driving in

to

that Percival, driving

slow.

oncoming traffic with nimble dexterity, maintaining speed as he

holding onto the car’s roof handle, watched Percival. His drifting technique was reminiscent of an underground racer she

an underground race in Seaside City years ago, Zephyr had nearly beaten her

pursuing cars

the rear-view mirror on the driver’s

pierced through the rear windshield, breaking a perfume ornament

car.

scent of Timeless Man Cologne filled

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that Percival had replaced all his Ear and

What a hypernel

quite fancy

Percival was

another gunshot came from the left rear, piercing through the car window. Percival Tell a sharp pain in his

he had been shot in the arm, and he might not hold on for long. But when he glanced at Vivienne silling next to him,

rust

and could clearly feel the

that were pulling containers behind them. They seemed to be aiming to block their path with the

black cars from behind them were still clinging to them. She saw the

unb sig buprop

unbuckled her seat belt, grabbed the steering wheel with her night hand, and said to Percival,

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

thin layer of clothing, Percival could distinctly feel Vivienne’s warm body temperature as she sat

that he should not be distracted. But he was losing

high spirits despite being shot!” Vivienne also noticed the sudden

find the right words to

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motion of the car. Each time she worked the clutch or pressed the accelerator, their