The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

On the way back, Percival got a call from Leopold, saying there was a bit of a bother at the estate in the suburbs and asked him to come over.

Vivienne was behind the wheel since Percival had indulged in some wine over lunch.

She asked for directions, planning to drop him off before heading back to the Linklater estate.

Percival didn't agree; the suburbs were quite a trek from where they were, and more importantly, he had left the renovation of the place as a surprise for her. Seeing it in advance would spoil everything. In the end, Percival had Leopold come to pick him up.

Leopold showed up looking like he had battled with insomnia, dark circles and all.

He headed straight for the driver's side door, "Percival, you did this on purpose, don't think a mere record... Oh, Vivienne!"

Vivienne watched him calmly.

Leopold swallowed hard, his previously menacing demeanor deflated instantly, "Vivienne, what are you doing here? I thought it was..."

Percival, lounging in the passenger seat, squinting over, said, "And what if it was me? Planning on a quick murder?"

Leopold, "..."

Even if he harbored the thought, he lacked the guts, especially with Vivienne there. If he dared to lift a finger, Vivienne would have him turned to ash in seconds.

Leopold, with a forced chuckle, "Me? Never dare."

Vivienne, with a smirk, "Leopold, pull yourself together!"

Leopold felt a chill run down his spine.

Did Vivienne know something?

Why else would this couple speak in such a unified tone?

After dropping off Percival, Vivienne turned the car around, heading back to the Linklater estate.

As soon as Vivienne left, Leopold's demeanor changed, tossing the car keys to Percival, "You drive, I need a nap."

Percival gave him a look, "If I could drive, you wouldn't be here, would you?"

Leopold froze, "Since when are you unable to drive?"

Percival, "..."

good

Meanwhile.

meters from the Linklater estate, there was

to detour, but was stopped

long, and no parent has shown up

little kid, who knows if he'll make

kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by his folks."

might be unclear,

the same, hard

holding a

thought of

pool of blood, clutching a twin

him a pill before taking out her

who are you, don't you know you can't just move someone after an accident, and what's with

not a doctor, what's with the act? Instead of rushing to a hospital, you're

are you even

go, or we're calling the

grew increasingly accusatory towards Vivienne's actions, with some even

"Back off!"

ice-cold,

stepping forward was taken aback by Vivienne's aura, caught off guard but trying to save face, "You, you're harming a life, hurting him..." "So, you're going

retort left the man

bother with the onlookers who were

her quick diagnosis, she realized Winston's injuries were more

buying him the best window to get to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire... Thinking this, Vivienne swiftly called

quicker than

at the

find Colin, as usual, pouring his herbal medicine into

asked, "Bro, you've been well for

"It's not

turning to her, "You needed

gestured outside casually, "Bro, have

casual, "No, why do you

Brianna shrugged, "The person

him came to

vanished during his nap, and they couldn't find him even after

"When did this happen?"

Colin's suddenly intense tone,