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?

signs of viral infection and

that Vivienne could

headed to her lab,

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

gently, whispering, “Sasha, when will you wake

childhood memories and the days following Karen’s departure from the

He fell sick once and never fully recovered. Sasha, if you wake

while lamenting, “There was this one time when Maddox said I trained too much and offered a massage. But somehow, he dislocated my arm in the process. The pain lasted for days. Even now, I still suspect he did it on

“I didn’t.”

chop, only to be stopped by a strong grip

hurt you. I was trying to help,

I brought you some cake to tide you over until

and withdrew her hand. However, her stomach betrayed her with a

gave the cake to her.

began to eat in silence, not resorting to escaping

So, let’s not worry and just wait for her,” Maddox soothed while massaging Karen’s wrist, though concern lingered in his

his sister, who had just reunited with him, was now

She was certain Sasha would wake

massaged Karen, he sat

are you coming back? Dad’s worried about

Willa remained silent.

had barely found any leads. F-Poison was still at large, the ST-1 mystery was unresolved, and even her inquiries at Scepter University

face the Perez

forehead. “We’ll find F-Poison. Don’t carry all

finally spoke up, “Maddox, what is

Maddox’s eyes betrayed his

just because. There’s no

feel like you shouldn’t like me.

faced with being considered a brother by the one he cared