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.

she questioned whether she could withstand a

to catch her drift and touched her head with his

he never consider harming Vivienne, but even if he did, he probably couldn’t

thoughts always seemed to follow a different

would have ‘I am a

Percival was left speechless.

That hit home. Babe!

she casually looped an arm around 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 little heart-to-heart over coffee, maybe

mother-in-law might actually be rising from

a chill run down

might 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

Percival was rendered silent.

man is exceptionally protective, and if he discovers his precious disciple has taken a beating,

fortune-telling is unparalleled, especially in altering fates. Push him too

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

arm around Vivienne, his voice seductive, whispering in her ear, “Vivienne, would you really let me suffer like

was magnetic, sending shivers down Vivienne’s spine. She raised an eyebrow, “Of course not. Let’s keep things harmonious and

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

it was

Okay!

She blushed.

conscious, she would probably ask, “Are you two even human? Here I am being dragged by the leg, and you’re flirting? Have you no consideration

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

silent, Percival teased her earlobe with

throat, “Ahem!

turned and

was quite a

romance. He didn’t tease her further and followed

towards Richard’s bedroom, “Grandpa, you can

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

“So committed to

Percival handed Calista over

hoisted her up like a sack

that