The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 653

Griffin fretted that Percival might actually break Leopold in two, so she quickly wheeled his chair away from the scene.

Percival glanced in the direction the pair had escaped.

“Fine,” he thought, “Someday I’ll show ’em some old-school roughhousing!”

“Mr. Wolf, any luck running into Kenneth?” Vivienne strolled up and asked.

Suddenly inspired, she considered creating a new fragrance, a companion to the “Old Man” scent—calling it “Old Ruffian”.

Percival nodded. “Yeah, he looked pretty down, not even watching where he was going.”

“Ah, to be young again.” Karen chuckled.

After a brief discussion outside the ward about Dracon and Gillian’s situation, the group was about to head out for a meal when Karen’s cell phone rang.

It was Willa Perez.

Ever since Karen had returned to the Perez family, Willa had been conspicuously absent.

Karen had tried to reach out a few times, but Willa’s obsession ran deep; she wanted to track down F-Poison before returning to the Perez family.

Karen respected that. Willa had her own path to follow.

The unexpected message from Willa now piqued Karen’s curiosity.

The text contained a photo of a university gate abroad.

That very university was where Flynn had studied overseas—the same place F-Poison had once been.

Karen took a deep breath. “Willa’s on to F-Poison’s trail. Hopefully, she digs up some leads.”

In Scepter Country, Willa stared at the university’s gate and strode through with determination.

The campus was alive with the vigor of youth.

Every student, regardless of gender, wore bright smiles as if nourished by honey.

walked across the field,

college fashion spared her any

by Willa’s cool demeanor, hesitated

the signals around

memory of a

the monument bore inscriptions in multiple

lay at the base, a silent tribute

one that was

known

provocative nickname, yet it had lain hidden here

Shameless!

name, her eyes betraying scorn, anger,

full of venom

Who was her mother?

purpose behind

truly love his

Willa was baffled.

was the point of her existence in this

were legacies, treasures, and the

And her?

to the world—if there was anything she shared with other

of a creator’s evil,

she stared at

jacket, but it couldn’t match the heat in

someone you knew?” A voice came

turned to see an older man dressed as a gardener, his

“No, nobody,” she replied.

You looked so sad; I thought maybe you were missing a family member. It’s best that you’re not,” the man said as he arranged the flowers

himself or Willa when he added, “I was here cleaning when the shooting happened, right in this spot. Scared the daylights out of me, peed my pants even. If it hadn’t

taken aback.

pointed to

gardener looked up, smiled at Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes, him.

brow furrowed. He saved

How is that possible?

you tell me more about what happened back then? I’m very

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