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.

the field, her attire clashing with the sundresses

the freedom of college fashion spared her any

by Willa’s cool

on, ignoring all the signals around her, and headed straight for a

a monument stood in memory of a shooting that had

bore inscriptions in multiple languages, followed by

still lay at the base, a silent

one

also known as

had lain hidden here for so long, commemorated and

Shameless!

the name, her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a

how someone so full of

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind her

truly love

Willa was baffled.

point of her

treasures, and the

And her?

was darkness, sorrow, a living apology to the world—if there was anything she

a creator’s evil,

she stared at the

it

you knew?” A voice came from

see an older man dressed as

“No, nobody,” she replied.

were missing a family member. It’s best that you’re not,” the

if he was speaking to 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 been for Elliot, my name would be on

was taken

to the name,

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

furrowed. He

How is that possible?

me more about what happened back

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