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.

it was crucial to remain calm to come up with a

to stay calm, she had asked her mother to call

to this day, her calm and composed demeanor was a

did Percival know

the usually composed Vivienne felt

and, after a long while, managed to croak

Percival from head to toe

certain that she had never met him before

explanation.” She

her head, his voice soft and soothing. “Frost, I’ll buy you

instantly as

on his own saliva,

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Mr. Wolf?

from a

she had ever called him

And the reason why?

when he first met her, she was only

a full decade older than

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

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

never mentioned his

that nickname for

the code–name ‘Wolf‘ in memory of

I thought you had forgotten about me.”

genuine smile, the likes of which she hadn’t sported in a

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

was different

her mother, but he had a family of his own now,

But Percival…

she had an unusually good memory and remembered everyone who had ever

was the kindest person to her, after

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

be her unguarded self around

Mr. Wolf since

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

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

her smile

a moment of silence between

my mother? How did you get her

his eyes full of adoration as he ruffled her