The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 193

A shiver ran through Thomas as he looked at the smirk plastered on Percival’s face. He couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Leopold deep within his heart. Let’s stay here for tonight.” Percival quipped as an icy laugh escaped his lips. “We can settle the scores tomorrow.”

Vivienne showed no objection, merely shrugging her shoulders as she was about to ask Percival which room she would be occupying when his phone suddenly buzzed.

Percival took out his phone and glanced at it. The name “Leopold” was boldly displayed on the screen.

A slow, sinister smile spread across his frosty lips.

Interesting!

It was quite audacious for him to call at this time.

Percival answered the call. He put it on speakerphone. His voice was curt and to the point. “Speak.”

“Percival!” Leopold’s voice on the other end was full of bravado, but it was clear that there was an underlying tremor of uncertainty.

“Cough cough… We, the nine disciples of the Emerald Monastery, are giving you an ultimatum. You must return the Mystic Mistress immediately and not allow her to stay at Mrs. Cecilia’s mansion. Otherwise, you won’t even be able to save the mansion, and both Mrs. Cecilia and Isolde will have to sleep on the streets with you tonight!”

Percival only chuckled cryptically, replying in a slow, deliberate tone. “Leopold, You! Are! Something! Else!”

Leopold, who had been forced to make this call under the pressure of his eight disciples, could hear the gritting of teeth in Percival’s voice, causing a chill to run down his spine. He almost wanted to beg for mercy.

But under the stern gazes of his disciples, he had to maintain a tough facade. “In any case, do as we say, or face the consequences!”

As soon as he finished, he was about to hang up in fear, but Vivienne suddenly interjected. “Wait.”

“Um, Mystic Mistress…” Leopold stumbled over his words, finding it hard to reconcile the imposing figure of the Mystic Mistress with Vivienne.

“How is Matthew doing?” Vivienne asked.

taken aback and turned to look at Jerry, who was equally stunned. They exchanged puzzled looks with the other seven disciples. They had been so focused on settling scores with

was indifferent, but it inexplicably sent a chill down the spines of

snatched the phone, unable to respond to Vivienne but yelling at Percival instead. “Just do as we say, Percival! Or else you’ll regret

ended the call and then kicked the visibly shaken Leopold “What are you scared of? What can

were not

they would just dust off their hands and walk away.

had

deep personal relationship with Percival. Officially, he was

and left, wouldn’t Percival take out all

verge of tears. The more he thought about it, the bleaker his future seemed. He even considered just

are you waiting for?” Jerry shot Leopold a cold glance. “What’s with the

still coming to terms with his

Percival and see if he does as we say Daniel rolled his eyes at Leopold, leading the way to his

way!” Leopold was forcefully pulled

really going to destroy Mrs. Cecilia’s

admiring himself in the rear view mirror “We’ll leave a room

he pressed the accelerator leading the way out, with the other two cars following closely

from the sudden acceleration, cursing his disciples as devils in his heart

compared to them. Nothing was more

Percival,

in the mansion.

as she heard the

maintained his smug grin throughout, causing Thomas to feel increasingly uneasy. He decided it would

the hospital” Vivienne suggested rubbing her temples with a hint of frustration. These mine

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directed Thomas to start the car

shortly after they left the mansion, they noticed three cars trailing them.