The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 776

Leopold and Matthew had just finished loading the Abernathy family into the van, including Cormac, when the stench inside hit them like a wave, almost driving them back out the door. But seeing Vivienne and the others frozen by the bedside, Leopold steeled himself and stepped inside.

The woman on the bed was a shadow of her former self, her hair tangled and matted like weeds upon the pillow. Her face was streaked with dirt, and it looked like the Abernathys hadn't bothered to clean her in ages. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of her chest, Leopold might have mistaken her for a corpse.

Wait a minute!

Those features...

How come she looked a bit like Percival?

Realizing this, Leopold's pupils dilated, his finger pointing shakily at the woman on the bed.

Then he glanced at Percival, whose stony face was unreadable, and noticed the air around him growing colder and heavier. Leopold took a step back, feeling as if his throat had been seized. He couldn't manage to utter a complete sentence.

Finally, it was Vivienne who broke the silence. "Mr. Wolf, let's get her out of here first."

She was genuinely shocked. They had only come to fetch a witness back to Rivenwood, and here they were, stumbling upon the very person Percival had spent years searching for.

Mr. Wolf's aunt, the Ellington heiress-Holly Ellington!

"Gavin Abernathy!"

The torrential rain outside devoured any trace of light, leaving their car in the darkness, save for the occasional flash of headlights that flickered before Vivienne's eyes. Percival, with lips pressed together and eyes as cold as ice, stared into the abyss beyond the window.

Time seemed to crawl by.

hoarse, almost eerie in the pitch-black setting, yet Vivienne heaved a sigh of relief as she said, "Mr. Wolf, trust me, I will heal your aunt." Percival's

up inside him toward Gavin

didn't care for his aunt, out of respect for her status as the Ellington heiress, she would be placed in an unknown hospital with professional care to at least keep her alive. But the reality was starkly different! In this remote village, there were only a few, including

moment Percival had pulled back the covers, even he couldn't suppress the rising bile in

foul stench lingering around the Abernathy

soiled and stained blanket was Holly's

that moment, Percival felt a

still useful. But the agony

head deeper into Vivienne's

hair as a chill flashed in her eyes. "Mr. Wolf, the dead do not deserve our hatred." Matthew glanced up through the rear-view

he had seen such a chilling expression on Vivienne's

was

someone hurt a person Vivienne cared about, they couldn't just hand their life over to the Grim Reaper

then, and he glanced at the caller ID

"Hand it over."

passed the

Draven's voice, cool yet tinged with anger, came through, "Young Master, there's

family done now?" Vivienne didn't need to guess;

graves. They've taken the ashes and are threatening that if we don't hand over the

on the phone tightened as she inhaled deeply. "How is

the figure shivering on the couch, her expression bordering on hysterical, and shook her head. "Not well. She's been muttering about running

a cold light flickered in Vivienne's eyes. "Stay at the villa. We'll be

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