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.

remain calm to come up

to acting impulsively, so to remind herself to stay

composed demeanor was a result

Percival know

usually composed Vivienne felt a surge of murderous

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

scrutinized Percival from head to

was absolutely certain that she had never met

She demanded with her

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

cold demeanor vanished instantly as

his own

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Mr. Wolf?

from

she had ever

And the reason why?

when he first met her, she was only two, and he

a full decade

her mother to get her to call him ‘brother,‘ she brazenly declared that someone ten

always said that he was a wolf, why not call him Mr.

he had never mentioned his real name

she had used that nickname for

code–name ‘Wolf‘ in memory of that

thought you had forgotten about me.” Percival

likes of which she hadn’t sported in

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

different from

his own now,

But Percival…

good memory and remembered everyone who

Wolf was the kindest person to her, after her

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

could be her unguarded self

seen Mr. Wolf since she turned

been so long that he had changed

promised, “I’ll bake you a strawberry cake tomorrow. I owe you for all these years. I’ll

agreed, her smile still in

was a moment of

were you investigating my mother? How

my mentor.” Percival replied, his eyes full of adoration as he ruffled her