The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 473

Anna was ravenous, a side effect of the adrenaline rush from exertions earlier. She grabbed a stick of lamb kebab and devoured it with gusto.

On the other hand, Aaron felt queasy and crouched to the side, trying to catch his breath.

And then there was Kenneth. The guy who seemed invincible in the car was now hugging a tree and retching his guts out.

Drifting was cool, sure, but it came with consequences.

After Kenneth’s stomach had settled, Mark and Thomas, the last to hear the news, showed up.

“You okay, Aaron?” Mark was the first to check on Aaron, and concern filled his eyes.

Slightly irked yet not wanting to make a scene with an audience, Aaron subtly withdrew his hand. “I’m fine, really.”

Seeing Aaron was indeed alright, Mark relaxed.

Mark didn’t call out to the young master when he spotted Percival. Instead, he addressed Vivienne, “Vivienne, thanks for letting me know about Aaron.”

“No big deal.” Vivienne continued munching on her kebab, her eyes briefly sizing Mark up before looking away.

Suddenly, Mark’s phone rang. His expression darkened. “Got it, I’ll be there.”

Aaron caught the urgency in Mark’s voice and asked, “What’s up?”

“Some of our warehouses caught fire. I need to check it out.” Mark glanced at Vivienne, who nodded silently, and he took off.

Percival handed Vivienne another kebab, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

“Tasty, but a bit charred,” Vivienne commented, flicking the kebab with such finesse that it spun through the air and landed perfectly in a nearby trash can.

Even the most delicious food and the most valuable people become disposable with a single flaw.

at the sight, spraying a mist

wrong

purpose!” Kenneth wiped his mouth, incredulous at Vivienne’s

with Anna for the

and won’t have time,” Percival interjected, wrapping an

glance. Was

would say, “Jealous? Me?

knowing he had no

Vivienne,” Aaron

on the matter. After all, Percival was currently without a job—a perfect candidate to handle

two new cars from the Ellington Group, he said, “Percival, I’ll take you

the driver’s seat of another car.

to get back too. This

her eyes; she hadn’t planned

with Kenneth still puzzled

seemed so

messages

have been destroyed. They were decoys for Belle’s holding place. The enemy’s

After finishing the job, I

motives—to force Mark into giving them

her lips in amusement. “Mr. Wolf, how’s it going on your

looked glum at the wheel. “Thomas

nodded. “You guys at Vanguard Agency really don’t waste any

sighed, “Ma’am, no

and carrying his

Percival was not only restricted from acting on his own but also from contacting his colleagues, Leopold and

trying to isolate Percival, forcing

had driven Vivienne

yawned, still sleepy from waking up too early. She leaned against Percival lazily, saying, “Mr.

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