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.

you

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

would I know where you’ve been? I’ve been going mad looking for you. There’s been a lot of trouble at home. Let me fill you

over the conversation. “We’re aware of the car accident and robbery in

as he stepped back into the

there’s not much to

echoed from behind

Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped to

with tears, disbelief in her

Kenneth was in shock.

even though he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in

father aim a gun

and Vivienne seemed to have expected this, showing

admit, you’re quite clever. You’re tough to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée.

from his pocket,

handed me the clue on a silver

been careful,” Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding

were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was

Flynn. He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen’s hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was filled with

cover, he would not bother keeping a little

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

Next

his life, the uncle who

the ground up. When Fiona turned against him,

actions

dead, but the real threat to his life was

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

behind them. “Maybe you

Flynn turned to

had

was Draven and

Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under the

a sinister glint in his eye.

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