The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Calista froze.

Vivienne?

Vivienne was the Specter Healer? How was that even possible? How could she be the Specter Healer?

No way! Absolutely no way!

While Calista was lost in thought, Vivienne curled her lips into a smile. “The lab report from yesterday that I let you get your hands on was meant for your eyes only.”

With a flick of her wrist, Vivienne removed the needles from Calista’s pressure points.

“You’re Mr. B!” Calista gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Hearing the answer she wanted, Vivienne said, “Mr. Wolf, we can leave now; the others should be arriving soon.”

Calista grabbed Vivienne’s arm, “No, you’re not Mr. B. Who are you, really?”

Vivienne shrugged her off with a cool detachment, “You talk too much.”

With that, she headed downstairs.

Before Calista could wrap her head around what was happening, Percival knocked her out with a chop to the neck.

Dragging her by the leg, he hauled her down the stairs.

“Mr. Wolf, do you always have to be so rough? Can’t you find a more subtle approach?” Vivienne clicked her tongue.

Jeffrey was still nursing a fracture, Henry wasn’t faring much better, and now Calista was being dragged away too.

Talk about brute force.

“It’s efficient. I’m not skilled with the needles like you are,” Percival replied nonchalantly.

As long as it shuts them up, it works.

Vivienne didn’t know what to say, but she wondered if Percival might one day turn to domestic violence.

frame, she questioned whether she could withstand a punch

to catch her drift and touched her head with his

he did, he probably couldn’t take her down. After all,

follow a different track from everyone

a jerk would have ‘I am

Percival was left speechless.

That hit home. Babe!

Mr. Wolf. Even if you did lay a hand on me, it would just mean a midnight chat with my mom

if his mother-in-law might actually be

chill run down his

a word with you too. They might gift the

Percival was rendered silent.

is exceptionally protective, and if

added, “By the way, my master is a renowned geomancer. His talent for fortune-telling is unparalleled, especially in altering fates. Push him too far, and he might just change your destiny, maybe even to that of a beggar. The kind that faces eighty-one

to himself, “Fine! I got the message. Champion of

whispering in her ear, “Vivienne,

down Vivienne’s spine. She raised an eyebrow, “Of course not. Let’s keep

to my apartment tonight, and I’ll

time, it was

Okay!

She blushed.

two even human? Here I am being dragged by the leg, and you’re flirting? Have you no consideration

Percival and Vivienne believed there was no need to consider her feelings, as they didn’t see Calista

her earlobe with a smile,

her throat,

that, she turned

was quite a sight. He liked

wasn’t the time for romance. He didn’t tease her further and followed her out, dragging Calista

out, Percival called out towards Richard’s bedroom, “Grandpa, you

Richard’s voice boomed, “No, I’ll sleep

thinking, “So committed to

door, Percival handed

up like a

pulled out a navigation system that was virtually unseen in the