The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Percival’s face darkened.

Vivienne picked up the note, her icy eyes narrowing slightly. “Where did you find this?”

With a sigh, Flynn replied, “When I woke up this morning, it was on my nightstand. Imogen and I saw it straight away.”

Cecilia was visibly shaken. “Our security system is state-of-the-art. There were no signs of a break-in last night. How could someone have slipped a knife under our noses? It’s absolutely terrifying.”

After a pause, Cecilia shot a hesitant glance at Imogen. “I don’t mean anything by it. I’m just curious… Any chance your ex might be lurking around Rivenwood?”

Imogen dabbed at her eyes. “Cecilia, Flynn was my first love. I never had a boyfriend before him, and few guys were interested in me. Even if there were, they’re all abroad now. I have no clue what this note means.”

Flynn pulled Imogen into his arms, soothing her with gentle strokes on her back. “I know it’s not you. Stop crying.”

Feeling a twinge of guilt, Cecilia offered her a tissue, joining Flynn in comforting her.

Vivienne handed the note to Percival.

They all knew that this note was asking for Belle.

Clearly, someone was getting impatient.

Belle, undoubtedly, was harboring secrets.

For some time now, Vivienne had kept Belle hidden in a place no one would suspect without pressing her for information.

After all, she already knew what she needed to know. Except for the information about the boss of GTO!

But Vivienne was in no rush. The guy would slip up when the time was right.

“I’ll handle this,” Percival said, tucking the note away and giving Isolde, who was still in his arms, a reassuring hug. The child’s face had turned pale with fear.

Percival upgraded the Ellington family’s security to the highest level, changed all the locks, and reinforced the windows and all other potential entry points.

a fly could sneak in

calming Imogen, Flynn left her with Cecilia and Vivienne, then joined Percival and Richard in

needed to ponder the audacity of leaving a knife

have offended anyone. The culprit had

on your end?”

“Yeah,” Percival responded.

be a corporate rival?” Flynn

family haven’t taken anyone. It seems someone’s got their sights on our family.

his cane, signaling his

anyone was stirring up trouble,

never meddled in Percival’s affairs, Richard was aware that his grandson was involved in perilously high-stakes business not meant for

planted at the Ellington Mansion,

never expected the danger to invade Flynn’s

“Don’t

Richard pressed no further.

…

in the living

stained Imogen’s cheeks. The shock had hit

surprising, though. Anyone who wakes to find a knife

timid as Imogen, it was

then quickly apologized, “Sorry, Vivienne, I’m

okay. Let me help you

one side, allowing Vivienne to ease the

who said with

Imogen’s

and confessed, “Flynn takes care of it for me. I don’t cut it much. After every wash, he

says you’re always brushing it. It’s taken care of so well that you don’t lose much hair

frequent brushing makes it less noticeable.” She then turned to Vivienne, concern returning to her features. “About that knife… It doesn’t mean anything serious, does it? Could Percival have unknowingly crossed someone, and now we

with a smile, then caught sight of

I got it while abroad. Flynn chose the design. Though the tiger

studied the tattoo

to the one she had