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 grim expression softened slightly. He shifted, leaning his head against Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne, I do trust you. It's just... I

bubbling up inside him toward Gavin and the

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,

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

foul stench lingering around the Abernathy

that soiled and stained blanket was Holly's withered

moment, Percival

people were still useful. But the agony he felt

to bury his head deeper into Vivienne's stomach, his clenched eyes hiding the

the thin fabric, Vivienne swallowed hard, her hand gently caressing his hair as a chill flashed in her eyes. "Mr. Wolf, the dead do not deserve our hatred." Matthew glanced up through the rear-view

time he had seen

was formidable,

about, they couldn't just hand their

rang then, and he glanced at the

"Hand it over."

passed the

Draven's voice, cool yet tinged with anger, came through,

to guess; she knew Gavin must have stirred up more

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

she inhaled deeply. "How is

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 by the Abernathys. Ms. Vivienne, what do we

Vivienne's eyes. "Stay

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