The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 287

pred open his mouth, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained with a deadly poison.

When Matthew caught the man, the first thing he did was remove all traces of poison from his mouth, preventing any chance of him committing suicide.

But he hadn’t expected the man to be so thoroughly prepared. The man had left himself no room for survival when he realized that he had no chance to escape. Vivienne fed him a life–saving pill and pulled out a silver needle to seal his key pressure points. Matthew, keep an eye on him while I research the antidote.” She said coldly

The poison he’d ingested was extremely potent it was nearly as potent as her own concoction, shadow venom. She could neutralize it, but she needed a few specific herbs. And herbs were exactly what she lacked at the moment

The man had stopped breathing momentarily, but since Vivienne had already fed him a life–saving pill and sealed his heart meridian with a silver needle, it wouldn’t be that easy for him to die Extracting information from him, however, would take some time

Vivienne’s expression darkened as she thought about this

“It’s alright Percival wrapped his arm around her shoulder trying to comfort her. At least now we know that I’m their target ”

“These people are going too far Vivienne’s gloom had not faded in the slightest.

“Are you worned about me?” Percival asked He chuckled after noticing how angry she really was I never thought you would be the one to protect me

“You’re my fiance Vivienne grabbed his collar and pulled him close

Upon seeing her serious expression, Percival couldn’t help but smile and pull her closer into his arms.

“You’re right, Vivienne,” he said, “but I can’t always be just your fiance, can I? When can I become your husband?”

He’d already half–tricked and half–begged Dorian into agreeing. As long as Vivienne agreed to marry him, he could register their marriage as soon as the date arrived

“We’ll see” Vivienne didn’t intend to give in just yet. She played with the silver needle hidden up her sleeve. “If I’m not satisfied with you, a single needle can solve the problem.”

Percival whispered in her ear, “Vivienne, are you planning to murder your husband?”

Matthew watched from the side, suddenly understanding how Leopold must feel when he’s around them. These two could be so sweet and indulgent to each other that they completely ignored the presence of others

“Vivienne” He coughed lightly, reminding them of his presence. ‘Do we need to continue investigating this matter?”

to reality and

wouldn’t stop until they reached their goal They needed to act

other disciples assist you” Vivienne took out her phone and quickly typed out a few messages. “This villa will be your temporary base.

Matthew nodded “Understood

Ellington family?” Vivienne

cold smile on Percival’s face. “It seems like someone’s

made a move on him. They

someone keep an eye on the Ellington family Percival’s eyes were deep and unreadable as he said this.

you already have an answer in your mind?”

saying,

he could win Now that they

leaving the man in the basement for Matthew to deal with, Percival took Vivienne back to the

o’clock at night when she got home Most people were already asleep, so the

visit

be awake at this hour, but

Scott had to ask about it “How was the

“Yes”

changed It was as if she didn’t care about

fell slightly, and a hint of bitterness appeared in his

now, he still felt distant

She never needed me to worry about anything too” He couldn’t help but sigh. If only she were still

mention her mother, her eyes tightened, and her face

stood up, not sparing him another

“Get some rest. We can talk about

room silently before

door, she took out a miniature detector from her pocket, looking at the display with a raised

surveillance devices in Scott’s

her hand as deep and thoughtful emotions

two–thirty in the morning, everyone in the Brooks Mansion was asleep. The mansion was so quiet, you could

her eyes, got out of bed, and pulled out a

few clicks, she easily disabled the surveillance