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.

to remain calm to come up with

to remind herself to stay

her calm and composed demeanor was a result of constantly

how did Percival know about

moment, the usually composed Vivienne felt a surge of

lips and, after a long while, managed to croak out, “Don’t you remember me?”

from head to toe and

she had never met him before their recent

an explanation.” She demanded with her

patted her head, his voice soft and soothing. “Frost, I’ll buy you a strawberry cake every

earlier cold demeanor vanished instantly as

on his own saliva, nearly drowning

Chapter 161

Mr. Wolf?

a name from

she had ever called

And the reason why?

was only two, and he was already

full decade older than

get her to call him ‘brother,‘ she brazenly declared that someone ten years older shouldn’t be

said that

how he had never

she had used that nickname for only a

‘Wolf‘ in memory of that

had forgotten about me.” Percival

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

still had family in the world, and through

different from

own now, and he didn’t remind

But Percival…

when she met him, but she had an unusually good memory

person

He fulfilled all

her unguarded self around

Mr. Wolf since she

that he had changed

sight of her smile. He ruffled her hair and promised, “I’ll bake you a strawberry cake tomorrow.

Vivienne agreed, her smile

was a moment of silence

were you investigating my mother? How did you get her pendant?

Percival replied, his eyes full of adoration as he ruffled her