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

I’ve been, Uncle Flynn?” Percival replied with a smile,

where you’ve been? I’ve been going mad looking for you. There’s been a

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

smile froze as he stepped back into

know already, there’s not

echoed from

figures appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at

tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined facing such

Kenneth was in shock.

had taken him in as his foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant

would his father aim a gun

to have expected

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

a cloth from his pocket,

you handed me the clue

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 a signal—your

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

need to maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping

away a code, which Percival had caught

“I was careless. Next time, I’ll

respected all his life, the uncle who had always been

boss, the mastermind behind CK, having built it from the ground up. When Fiona

these years, Fiona’s actions had been for

wanted Percival dead, but the real threat

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

gesturing behind them. “Maybe you should take

turned

supposed kidnappers had revealed their

Draven and

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

his lips and nodded, a sinister glint in

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