The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 492

After a thorough check-up at the hospital, Percival was discharged.

Even the doctors were astounded. How could a man who had been buried in a mine for two days walk out without a scratch?

What kind of physique did he have?

Leopold and Thomas, who had been part of the rescue operation, were exhausted and had to be admitted to the hospital, too.

Leopold kept begging Vivienne to give him an injection, convinced that one of her shots would revive him instantly.

But Vivienne refused.

Her services came at a steep price, one that Leopold could not afford.

Once they left the hospital, Vivienne and Percival returned to the Ellington Mansion.

In the car, Percival tenderly changed the dressing on Vivienne’s fingertips. “Don’t be so reckless next time. I told you, with you waiting for me, I could hold on.”

Vivienne looked at her injured fingertips, wounds that could easily be healed, but she let them heal naturally.

Otherwise, Mr. Wolf would not be there to tend to her.

How considerate of her.

Vivienne curled her finger, watching Percival apply the ointment. “You’re not allowed to worry me like that again.”

Percival pulled her close. “Never again.”

…

Back at the Ellington Mansion.

Flynn had just signed some documents when Percival burst through the door.

Sunlight streamed in, casting a square of bright light on the floor.

looking worriedly at Percival. “Percival, where have you

where I’ve been, Uncle Flynn?” Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth in his

then chuckled. “How would I know where you’ve been? I’ve been going mad looking for you. There’s been

beside Percival at the doorway, taking over the conversation. “We’re aware of the car

as he stepped

already, there’s not

from

appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped to

face was streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined

Kenneth was in shock.

him in as his foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in

aim a gun at

have

to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really give your uncle a

removed his glasses, pulled a cloth from

clue

with a slight smile,

when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing

hand earlier,

his cover, he would not

it, he had given away a code, which Percival had caught in that fleeting

careless. Next

had respected all his life, the uncle who had always been peaceful. “There won’t be a next time, White

was Fiona’s boss, the mastermind behind CK, having built it from the ground up. When Fiona turned against him, he

Fiona’s actions had been

surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

hand, Flynn said, “Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure

“Maybe you

Flynn turned to

kidnappers had revealed their

was Draven and

fake, and they were now under the

nodded, a sinister glint in his eye. “So, the shrimps

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