The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 161

Percival’s eyes fluttered open to the soft light of dawn filtering in from the balcony.

Propping himself up on his elbows, he saw Vivienne seated in front of the floor–to–ceiling glass door, engrossed in the minicomputer in her hands.

The morning sun draped her in a gentle halo, making her seem ethereal.

She had been staring at the name ‘Wolf‘ on the screen for a long while before her gaze shifted towards Percival, lying on the bed with an inscrutable expression in her eyes.

Matthew had once told her that the code–name of the new team leader who had taken over her mother’s team after her mothe demise was Wolf.

Could it be that Percival was Woll?

He was her mother’s colleague?

“What’s wrong, Vivienne?” Percival asked as his handsome face bathed in the warm morning light and a soft smile played on his lips.

Vivienne paused for a moment before turning the tiny computer screen towards him. “Who are you, really?

The sight of the black interface and the striking red ‘Wolf‘ on the screen didn’t surprise Percival.

He had known from the start that Vivienne wasn’t living in his home to take care of his injuries or to court him. She was here to investigate him.

So, he had been waiting for her to unravel the truth herself.

His room was never locked at night, and he had deliberately changed his phone passcode to her birthday. He was aware of her snooping around but pretended not to notice.

He was sure of her identity now. He had no secrets from her.

“Frost.”

Vivienne stiffened. The playful smile faded from her face, replaced by a deadly seriousness. “Who are you?”

‘Frost‘ was her nickname.

Only her mother used to call her that.

No one knew about this nickname, not even Dorian.

It was the name she had taken after leaving the Hawthorn family when her mother and she were being pursued.

She had watched helplessly as her mother fought off their attackers, and she had wanted nothing more than to tear them apart.

come

was prone to acting impulsively, so to remind herself to stay calm, she had asked her mother to call

calm and composed demeanor was a result of constantly reminding herself of

Percival know

moment, the usually composed Vivienne felt a surge of

off her. He pursed his lips and, after a long while, managed to croak out, “Don’t

Percival from head to toe and back

absolutely certain that she had

want an explanation.” She

voice soft and soothing. “Frost, I’ll buy you a

demeanor vanished instantly as her voice went

own saliva, nearly

Chapter 161

Mr. Wolf?

was a name from

now, only she had ever

And the reason why?

was only two, and

full decade

numerous failed attempts by her mother to get her to call him ‘brother,‘ she brazenly declared that

she always said that he was a wolf, why

that was how he had never mentioned his

used that nickname for only

adopted the code–name ‘Wolf‘ in memory of that

about me.” Percival murmured, breaking away from

genuine smile, the likes of which she hadn’t sported in a long time. “I could never forget. I’ve

of meeting a long–lost relative. A reminder that she still had family

was different

a family of his own now, and he didn’t remind Vivienne of

But Percival…

him, but she had an unusually good memory and remembered everyone

Wolf was the kindest person

spoil her just like her mother did. He fulfilled all her whims and fancies, tolerating her

be her unguarded self

Mr. Wolf since she turned

had been so long that he had changed completely, and she hadn’t recognized

at the sight of her smile. He ruffled her hair and promised, “I’ll bake you a strawberry cake tomorrow. I owe you for all these years. I’ll make it

Vivienne agreed, her smile still in

was a moment of silence

my mother? How did you get her pendant? Lark

was my mentor.” Percival replied, his eyes full of