The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Indeed, no sooner had Percival finished speaking than he received a confidential message from the higher-ups.

He was ordered to return to Rivenwood immediately to take control of the situation at Rivenwood headquarters.

Stretching languidly, Vivienne remarked, “Looks like it’s time to wrap this up.”

That evening, Mara sat anxiously in the living room of the Ashford Mansion.

“Gillian, I’m still worried. What did Percival mean? I didn’t say anything, and he said he’d bring what you want. This…”

Gillian handed Mara a cup of steaming cola. “Oh, don’t fret, sweetheart. If your brother said so, we just wait. Dad mentioned that as long as the contract and the Boyd family signet ring are brought over, you can inherit the Boyd family. Trust me.”

To Gillian, neither the contract nor the Boyd family signet ring mattered much; she could not understand why Patrick was so hung up on them.

Earlier tonight, she had merely phoned Patrick to inform him that Mara had brought the items without getting into details.

Before long, Percival arrived at the Ashford Mansion with Vivienne, knocking on the door.

Gillian quickly primped her hair and went to answer the door, brimming with excitement. To her absolute surprise, the door opened to a squad of armed individuals who stormed in and surrounded the Ashford Mansion.

Staring at Percival in disbelief, Gillian asked, “Mr. Ellington, what is this?”

“Patrick is suspected of drug trafficking. We’re here to search the premises.” Percival produced a search warrant, flicking it so that agents from Vanguard Agency began scouring the Ashford Mansion.

“You must be mistaken; my father has been framed…” Gillian stepped back, only to see someone retrieve a plaster doll from her room.

It was a gift from Patrick for her eighteenth birthday.

With a crack, the doll shattered, spilling its contents on the floor: a bag of Keco!

Vivienne approached, opened the bag, and took a sniff. “This is the original Keco we’ve been searching for, identical to the batch seized at the docks.”

closing came from outside, a

in person, suspect is

led inside, his face contorted in horror at the sight

I swear, this isn’t my doing. I don’t know why

I call you Mr. Keco?” Vivienne dangled the bag of Keco, shaking it with a smirk. “How did my mom ever overlook your talent? You even ventured

a flicker

was Patrick’s code name within the GTO

his knees,

How did you

Patrick had been operating under GTO for the past

for Karen’s legacy potion, Patrick was responsible for

production and trafficking,

become bolder in his

“What’s done in the dark will come to

on Patrick, but his ambition to absorb the Boyd family’s mysterious business network was too

to outsiders, yet Patrick schemed

Tracing Keco led them to the factory

but in truth, it

also arrived at this

guy’s bigger than some international kingpins,” Leopold slapped Patrick on the head,

knowing from Leopold’s words that the factory was just

was another dead

to the local

the agents to escort Patrick

and Mara watched the entire ordeal, too stunned to

drug trafficking? Who were Percival and Vivienne, and how could they

earth was

everything had changed overnight; all she knew was that

Mansion, he and Vivienne left without a