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 and even digging into

threw them off with a bogus

been compromised. Someone's investigating

setting up the last bomb and leaving a traceable device on

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

"Yeah, I got it."

aware and even reactivating his tracking device, "Now

took off his mask,

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

If there are any more issues, feel free to contact me anytime." Floyd

siblings' birthday, and I'd rather not be

the other exclaimed as they slowly released each

"They're not blood-related, but

to me. I'd

by

you

Dr. Chen. And happy early birthday

to leave, unsurprisingly, every word of theirs had been overheard by

didn't glance their way as he left, focused

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

saw the stationary car and smirked, everything proceeding as planned. His mission, awaited for over a decade,

returned before Isaiah did, walking in just as Vivienne was

fresh strawberry cheesecake on