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 a better plan.

so to remind herself to stay calm, she had asked her mother to call her

was

did Percival

usually composed Vivienne felt a surge of

off her. He pursed his lips and, after a long while, managed to croak out, “Don’t you remember me?” Vivienne frowned

from head to toe

she had never met

She demanded with her voice

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

earlier cold demeanor vanished instantly as her voice went higher than usual. “Mr.

choked on his own saliva,

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Mr. Wolf?

a name from a long time

only she had ever

And the reason why?

met her, she was only two, and he

was a full

her to call him ‘brother,‘ she brazenly declared that someone ten years older

it was. Since she always said that he was a wolf, why not call him

how he had never mentioned his

that nickname for

‘Wolf‘ in memory of

thought you had forgotten about me.” Percival murmured, breaking away

of which she hadn’t sported in a long time. “I

feeling of meeting a long–lost relative. A reminder that she still had family in the world, and through him, she could still feel her

was different

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

But Percival…

was only two when she met him, but she had an unusually good memory and remembered everyone who had ever been a

the kindest person to her, after her

just like her mother did. He fulfilled all her whims

her unguarded self around

seen Mr. Wolf since

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

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

her smile

moment of silence between

silence. “Mr. Wolf, why were you investigating my mother? How

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