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.

last, the man spoke. His voice was hoarse, almost eerie in the pitch-black setting, yet Vivienne heaved a sigh of relief as she said, "Mr. Wolf, trust me,

bubbling up inside him toward Gavin and

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,

Percival had pulled back the covers, even

stench

stained blanket was Holly's withered body,

Percival felt

people were still useful. But the agony he felt for Holly and

head deeper into Vivienne's stomach, his

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

the last time he had seen

was formidable, but was Vivienne

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

phone rang then, and he glanced at the caller

"Hand it over."

passed the phone

yet tinged with

has the Abernathy family done now?" Vivienne didn't need to guess; she knew Gavin

up Mrs. Littleton's parents' graves. They've taken the ashes and are threatening that if

she inhaled deeply. "How

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

a cold light flickered in Vivienne's

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