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

catch her drift and touched her head with his free hand, speaking

he probably couldn’t take her down. After all, she had the ability to immobilize

seemed to follow a

jerk would have ‘I am

Percival was left speechless.

That hit home. Babe!

Percival’s neck, buddy-buddy style, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wolf. Even if you did lay a hand on me, it would just mean a midnight chat with my mom by your bedside. A

if his mother-in-law might actually be

felt a chill run down his

want to have a word with you too. They might gift the Ellington family with an occasional bomb, but don’t worry, Mr. Wolf, you have plenty of real estate. Just buy another house if

Percival was rendered silent.

tongue. “The old man is exceptionally protective, and if he discovers his precious disciple has taken a

is a renowned geomancer. His talent for fortune-telling is unparalleled, especially in altering fates. Push

the message. Champion of ensnaring husbands!

in her ear, “Vivienne, would you really let me suffer

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

cheek, “Come to my apartment tonight, and I’ll show you exactly what ‘harmonious and

it was Vivienne who

Okay!

She blushed.

still conscious, she would probably ask, “Are you two even human? Here I am being dragged by the leg, and you’re flirting? Have

there was no need to consider her feelings, as

teased her earlobe with a smile,

her throat,

she turned and walked

was quite a sight.

for romance. He didn’t tease her further and

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

boomed, “No,

was speechless, thinking, “So committed to playing

handed

her up like a sack of

navigation system that was virtually unseen