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.

the edge of the light, looking worriedly at Percival. “Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do

Uncle Flynn?” Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth in his

where you’ve been? I’ve been going mad looking for you. There’s been a lot of trouble at

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

he stepped back into the

know already, there’s not much to

from behind

Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped to

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

Kenneth was in shock.

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

aim a gun

seemed to have

with, and now you have

his glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and

me the clue on a silver platter.

did I slip up? I’ve been careful,” Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking at

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

absentmindedly squeezed Imogen’s hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious,

to maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping

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

Next time,

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

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

actions had

surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the real threat to his life was

hold two lives in

suddenly laughed, gesturing behind them. “Maybe

turned

kidnappers had revealed

Draven

fake, and they were

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

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