The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Hunter glared with bloodshot eyes, his voice thick with disdain. "You ungrateful brat, daring to tear apart the Wright family over such trivial matters. You're doomed to a life of failure."

Colin was immune to these barbs by now. He turned, walking over to a corner where he picked up a small wooden box.

"Grandpa, do you remember who this belongs to?"

Hunter's brow furrowed in irritation. "You..."

A cold smirk played on Colin's lips. "Mom wanted nothing more than to see her child one last time before she died. But what did you do? You took Winston away and left her to fend for herself, dying in despair." He would never forget the sight of his own mother, tormented to death.

"If it wasn't for Winston, I'd have left her long ago."

Hunter felt no remorse. He desired an heir who would bend to his will.

"A woman's death is of no consequence."

Darkness clouded Colin's eyes, his gaze turning icy. "In the Wright family, you've loomed over us like a demon, giving us no room to breathe." "Today, it all ends."

Hunter's heart skipped a beat. "Colin, what are you planning?"

Vivienne and Percival exchanged glances, about to intervene when her phone suddenly lit up. She stood, announcing, "Winston's in danger!"

At the mention of Winston, Colin froze. "What's happened to Winston?"

Vivienne glanced at him. "If you don't want anything to happen to Winston, put down what you're holding and come with us."

Observing the moving cursor on her phone, Vivienne signaled for Draven, who had been keeping watch nearby, to show himself. They needed more hands to search the Wright mansion for Winston. Draven quickly joined them, whispering something to Vivienne, who nodded in understanding.

The cursor finally halted at a specific location, which Vivienne showed to Colin.

Colin's expression darkened, and he took the lead. "I know who has taken Winston."

Vivienne gestured to Draven. "Keep an eye on the secret room. Wait for us to return."

Hunter wouldn't be easily fooled

Hunter's powers were gone didn't mean he was defeated. After years of navigating the world, his cunning

and was now dangling beside him, both suspended by a rope above the fifth

spotting Colin, screamed, "Bro, why did it take you so long? Robbie's gone mad; he's going

Robbie, who had positioned a

challenged Colin, "At the

utter terror, shouted at Colin, "Why are you hesitating? Save

what do

his laugh colder with each word. "You should be asking

to die, no one's stopping you. But if you plan to level the

don't know what you're talking about. Let

icy. "You've rigged the Wright mansion with bombs, planning your

the Wright companies combined. You think I'd let you destroy it? Whatever you plan for Grandfather doesn't concern me. But

destroy the Wright mansion? I thought we were only

consequences of their

no reason to intervene unless Winston was involved. After all, her

rest,

remained silent, Robbie's smirk grew. "Oh, and about Winston's true heritage, after you mentioned it that night, I did some digging. You'd be surprised what I

short by Brianna's indignant response, "What nonsense are you spouting? Our mother died years ago; how could

seems Colin doesn't quite regard you

me? Ask

Colin in shock. "Bro, say something. How could Winston possibly be Mom's child? She's been gone for years. He's just some orphan Grandpa brought home... What

"Shut up!"

slandered, "Winston is my mother's

it hard to

fury in her eyes,

and

your brother,