The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1143

Percival's eyebrows arched in surprise.

Indeed! Floyd knew a lot, those symbols turned out to be his family's script.

"Wow, they belong to your family? Why would your family create such complicated scripts? It seems pretty hard to write, doesn't it tire you out?"

"We don't use them anymore, actually. They were used by our ancestors long ago. They thought of these as family secrets, so they developed a script only our family could decipher." "How come you know about it if it's that ancient?"

"Every child in our family learns it from a young age, along with English. Plus, my dad still has some of these books at home, so I picked it up over time."

Floyd looked towards Vivienne in the driver's seat, "But my dad always said this was unique to our family. Why do you have something with our family's script on it?"

His eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge, driven by his father's stern warnings that these secrets must never be shared with anyone, under any circumstances!

Vivienne didn't turn back, "We found these and are still trying to decode them. They might be related to a case."

"So, you're detectives?"

Percival and Vivienne remained silent.

Taking their silence as confirmation, Floyd turned to Juliette, impressed, "No wonder you wouldn't tell me what was going on at lunch. It's because you're detectives, that's so cool!" Juliette chuckled awkwardly.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" Floyd promised, covering his mouth.

Vivienne glanced at him, saying nothing.

they arrived at the house, and

before were gone, but Vivienne pulled out an identical

Floyd gave Vivienne a sweet

the floor were now on the desk. "Let's sort through everything you can understand. I'll help you with these," Vivienne said, dragging two chairs over, one big and

meanings of the symbols Vivienne had drawn, according to his memory. For the symbols he couldn't write, he used phonetic spelling. Vivienne and Percival sat quietly beside him, not

the next half hour, the whole family watched Floyd

down his pen, scratching his head sheepishly, "That's all I can remember for now. Can I tell you the rest after I get the

written neatly, making the complex symbols easy to understand, and even noted several meanings for

it was time for dinner and called everyone down. Floyd was well-behaved,

to go home, Vivienne, not Percival, took it upon herself

Vivienne, at least she hadn't scared

was buzzing with

Floyd through the rearview mirror at a red

your family. Aren't your family members going to be upset with you for sharing

a few seconds of silence before Floyd looked down

you saw yesterday,

fighting, mostly over this script. My dad wants to keep using it, but

mom say that my dad is harming others by insisting on using the script. If telling you about it can

eyes, filled with sorrow, didn't escape

gaze, her own emotions

they arrived, Vivienne opened the car door for Floyd

then, the sound of something

as if he

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