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.

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 been? Did

Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth in his

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

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

froze as he

know already, there’s not much to

echoed from behind

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

streaked with tears, disbelief in her

Kenneth was in shock.

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

aim a gun

to have expected this, showing no

and now you have an even tougher fiancée.

cloth from his pocket,

chuckled. “Uncle Flynn, you handed me the clue on a

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

you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal—your life was

He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen’s hand earlier, and though it

cover, he would

code, which Percival had caught in that fleeting

“I was careless. Next time, I’ll be

his gun towards the man he had respected all his life, the uncle who had always

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

years, Fiona’s actions had

wanted Percival dead, but the

I hold two lives in my hand. Are

gesturing behind them. “Maybe you should take

Flynn turned

had revealed

was Draven and

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

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

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