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.

trying to track Floyd

the attempt and threw them off with

compromised. Someone's

message without a word, personally setting up the last bomb

whether you find it depends on how much you doubt me." Having arranged everything,

"Yeah, I got it."

reactivating his tracking device, "Now it's time

man nodded, took off his

"Thank you for your help, Dr. Chen. Without

are any more issues, feel free to contact me anytime." Floyd shook his hand,

birthday, and I'd rather not

siblings!" the other exclaimed as they slowly released

"They're not blood-related, but

me. I'd prefer

by these

Everything! taught you can be applied. I hope your

happy early birthday to your

Floyd turned to leave, unsurprisingly, every word of theirs had

glance their way as he left, focused on

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 said made him wonder how much

smirked, everything proceeding as planned. His mission, awaited for over a decade, was nearing its

Floyd returned before Isaiah did, walking in just as Vivienne was waking from her

fresh strawberry cheesecake on the table, "Perfect for