The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Ending the call, Vivienne's lips curled into a subtle smile.

Percival stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her waist, and glanced at the recent call on Vivienne's phone. His voice was calm, "The kids are grown now, some things, they should handle on their own." Vivienne looked up into his deep eyes and smiled, "Then let's keep playing it cool!"

Meanwhile.

Isaiah got home and dialed Leopold's number, "Godfather! Can you check on Floyd for me?"

Leopold paused, "Check on Floyd? Is there a problem?"

Floyd had grown up under Vivienne and Percival's care, almost like Leopold had watched him grow, and the kid had always been sensible and well-behaved. He hadn't noticed anything amiss! Isaiah pursed his lips, "Just a little something, check it out for me."

Leopold's expression turned serious, "Alright, I'll have someone on it right away!"

But he trusted Isaiah more than Floyd.

After all, Isaiah had proven himself capable of standing on his own two feet over the years.

Although he had always been holding back his true potential.

"No! You do it personally!" Isaiah insisted gravely.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Leopold nodded, "Okay, I got it."

On the other side.

masked man detected someone was trying to track Floyd and even digging into his

and threw them off

been compromised.

without a word, personally setting up

whether you find it depends on how much you doubt me." Having arranged everything, Floyd shook off any tails and returned to his starting

"Yeah, I got it."

device,

took off

your help, Dr. Chen. Without you,

me anytime." Floyd shook his hand, "Though I might

siblings' birthday, and I'd rather

I didn't know you had siblings!" the other exclaimed as they slowly released each

"They're not blood-related, but

family to me.

by these matters

we could reschedule. Everything! taught you

you, Dr. Chen. And happy early birthday to your

unsurprisingly, every word of

as he left, focused

was out of sight did Isaiah roll down his window, looking towards the unassuming lab Floyd. had exited. It wasn't large or particularly busy, but what Floyd had

proceeding as planned. His mission, awaited for

gas pedal, Floyd returned before Isaiah did,

nap this afternoon?" Floyd asked, placing a fresh strawberry cheesecake