The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 724

Vivienne and Percival exchanged a glance, a mutual skepticism reflected in their eyes.

Was it any wonder that Griffin and Leopold seemed to have such chemistry? Godfrey was sick, and their first instinct was to shoot a video and snap pictures?

How had the Martinez family not throttled them yet?

But alas, Vivienne hadn’t managed to watch the video.

Before she could even click play, her phone—juiced up from Leopold’s car charger—began to buzz.

Brody’s voice came through the call, tinged with utter despair, “Specter Healer! Where on earth did you get that medicine? She’s been hopping around her room for half an hour! It took a heavy-duty sedative to knock her out, and she’s still hopping in her sleep! My spotless lab is a mess now!”

Brian’s laughter boomed, “Hahaha, Vivienne, where did you score that prank potion? That woman, she’s like a marionette straight out of a movie, absolutely hilarious!”

…

At the Martinez Mansion.

Griffin’s parents, Stellan and Penelope, stood guard outside the patriarch’s room.

To better observe Godfrey, they had gouged a peephole into the solid wooden door. The Martinez family circled around it, three layers deep.

They peered inside at Godfrey with a mix of emotions as if viewing a rare specimen.

“When’s Griffin getting back? If he keeps this up, he’ll bleed out.”

Stellan was practically glued to the peephole, almost sticking his head through.

His wife, Penelope, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with him, mirroring his posture, her face etched with worry. “Who could have snuck into our home undetected in the middle of the night?”

Audrey Martinez, snorted, “That’s not all. Dad was once a renowned master among the noble families. How could he be taken down so easily? If word

Lancelot Martinez scolded, “That’s still our father you’re talking about! Can’t you see what state he’s in?

Who’s going to pity me? If it weren’t for his insistence that I marry into the Grimshaws, would I be

at the scar on her face, her gaze towards the

wasn’t here out

her brothers wouldn’t even tell her, denying her

her. “You’re

take the bickering any longer and shouted, “What’s with all the fighting? Lancelot, call Griffin. See where they are. If we delay any further, it might be

just as Griffin had described

the high difficulty of his movements made Stellan

dark circles under

from the corners of Godfrey’s mouth, his nostrils, even

frantic! He had been in charge of the Martinez family’s biochemical weapons project and

like this, one

be? Who wanted to harm

urgent and anxious

you’re back! Where’s the Specter Healer? Where

his bloodshot eyes darting around,

Vivienne’s wrist, said, “Dad, it’s her,

she pointed at Percival standing nearby, “he’s Vivienne’s husband, Percival. You should know him, Dad.

twitch of his lips, “Mr.

watching their retreating figures, puzzled. “Mr. Ellington,

Healer was known only to those close to her;

avoid being overwhelmed by the sick and needy if her identity became common knowledge. So, not

looked too young. Nothing

a hint of pride

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