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.

stunned. They exchanged puzzled looks with the other seven disciples. They had been so focused on settling scores with Percival that they had

to have a lot of free time.” Vivienne’s tone was indifferent, but it inexplicably sent a chill

yelling at Percival instead. “Just do as we say, Percival! Or else

that, he abruptly ended the call and then kicked the visibly shaken Leopold “What are you scared of? What can that Percival do compared

course, they were not scared.

would just dust off

had the Mystic Mistress as their safety net.

privately, Leopold had a deep personal relationship with Percival.

left, wouldn’t Percival take out all his

on the verge of tears. The more he thought about it, the

are you waiting for?” Jerry shot Leopold

still coming to terms with his

if he does as we say Daniel rolled his eyes at Leopold, leading the way to his sports car We can’t let that scoundrel trick us“”

pulled into

comply, are you really going to destroy

admiring himself in the rear view mirror “We’ll leave a room for the mother and daughter to sleep

way out, with the

sudden acceleration, cursing his disciples as devils

to them. Nothing was more

wasn’t Percival, he might have been more devilish than

in the

an eyebrow as she

He decided it would be wise to start playing how

to the hospital” Vivienne suggested rubbing her temples with a hint

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to

the mansion,