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

college fashion

intrigued by Willa’s

signals around

monument stood in memory of a shooting that had

the monument bore inscriptions in multiple

all this time, fresh flowers still lay

and found the one

known as

nickname, yet it had lain

Shameless!

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

full of venom could be her

Who was her mother?

purpose

a remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love his wife and

Willa was baffled.

the point of her existence in

and the continuation of their

And her?

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

of a creator’s evil,

clenched as she stared

warmed her jacket, but it couldn’t match the

monument honor someone you knew?” A voice

older man dressed

“No, nobody,” she replied.

maybe you were missing a family member. It’s best that

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

taken

to the name,

smiled at Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes, him. A very genteel man from Veridia, my

furrowed. He

How is that possible?

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