The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Percival glared at Flynn with venom in his eyes, yet his clenched fist hung suspended, unable to deliver the blow.

A sudden realization washed over him – the man before him was nothing like the uncle he remembered.

This man didn’t deserve to carry the name Flynn, didn’t deserve the family name, and certainly didn’t deserve his fury!

With a slow release, Percival let go, watching Flynn crumple to the ground like a free-falling ragdoll.

Flynn made no attempt to break his fall, laughing softly as he hit the floor, a sound as dry as autumn leaves.

No one knew what his laughter meant, nor could they guess what thoughts were twining through his mind.

Percival pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his hands clean, and, with a look of indifference, tossed it beside the fallen man. “White Tiger, I wonder if you’ll still be so cocky without your precious ST-1.”

The laughter ceased abruptly, and Flynn’s eyes, sharp as daggers, fixed on Percival.

“What do you mean by that?”

With a mocking laugh, Percival said, “Exactly what I said,” and turned to leave.

Flynn tried to follow, but chains bound him tightly, rendering him immobile.

All he could do was roar at the iron bars, “Hold it! Clarify your words, stop!”

Percival ignored the shouts and drove away.

Truth be told, his words were a mere guess, sparked by evidence brought back by Willa – a hunch that Flynn had been injecting ST-1.

And it turned out to be accurate.

What was the effect of ST-1 that even Flynn couldn’t resist using it?

Flynn showed no signs of viral

remained one that Vivienne could only unravel by solving ST-1’s

hospital, Vivienne headed to her lab, entrusting

in a coma, required no special attention, but Willa felt compelled

wiped Karen’s palms gently, whispering, “Sasha,

the days following Karen’s departure from the Perez

fell sick once and

trained too much and offered a massage. But

“I didn’t.”

around with a swift chop, only to be stopped by a strong

I was trying to help, but you resisted,

“Vivienne mentioned you haven’t eaten. I brought you some cake

her lips and withdrew her hand. However, her

the cake

in silence, not resorting to escaping

worry and

could he not be worried when his sister, who had just reunited with him, was

hope. She was

massaged Karen, he sat opposite

when are you coming back?

Willa remained silent.

long, she had barely found any leads. F-Poison was still at large, the ST-1 mystery was unresolved,

face the

tapped her forehead. “We’ll find F-Poison. Don’t carry all the burden yourself. Just like Sasha said, you need to

“Maddox, what is it

guard, Maddox’s eyes betrayed his

just

understand your feelings. I feel like you shouldn’t like me.

emotions were complex, faced with being considered a brother by the one he cared for