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.

standing at the edge of the light, looking worriedly at Percival. “Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone’s

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

been going mad looking for you. There’s been a lot of trouble at home. Let me fill

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

froze as he stepped back into the

you know already, there’s not

from

appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint,

disbelief in her

Kenneth was in shock.

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

father aim a gun

have expected this, showing no

and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really give your uncle

a cloth from his

Flynn, you handed me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have

with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back

wasn’t romance when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was

squeezed Imogen’s hand earlier, and though it

not for the need to maintain his cover, he would

away a code, which Percival had caught in

careless. Next time, I’ll

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

built it from the ground up. When Fiona turned against him, he lured her into becoming his

actions had been

looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

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

suddenly laughed, gesturing behind them. “Maybe you

Flynn turned

kidnappers had revealed

Draven

fake, and

sinister glint in

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