The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 142

On Victory Avenue.

In order to enjoy some alone time with Vivienne, Percival had persuaded Cecilia to help look after Thaddeus, who had just been handed to them.

Cecilia had grown fond of Vivienne, and naturally, her affection had extended to Thaddeus too.

Ever since the high society ladies had discovered that Master Q was to be her future daughter-in-law, they had been going out of their way to win her over, hoping she could persuade Vivienne to create perfumes for them.

Even the wife of a notable figure in Rivenwood had actively reached out to her, and they had become close friends. She really had been enjoying her newfound popularity.

Hence, she was more than happy to help look after Thaddeus so her son could speed things up with Vivienne.

Thaddeus was a little shy, but since Isolde was also staying at Cecilia's and Percival had deliberately let Isolde taste Vivienne's disastrous cooking, she packed his bags and fled without looking back.

On their way back to the apartment after dropping off Thaddeus, Percival was driving and answering a call from Leopold via Bluetooth.

Leopold said, "It's done. She's been sent in."

Percival replied, "Keep an eye on her!"

Laughing, Leopold retorted. "Who do you think you're underestimating? Do you think I'd be careless? If anyone in there got out, the police would have a massive headache. This should be enough for her to handle.

Mr. Ellington, you're quite ruthless for sending that delicate girl to such a place. Who knew you had it in you?!"

Percival, nonchalantly steering the wheel, responded, "I didn't send her in. She went in herself."

"Right, right." Leopold replied, inwardly rolling his eyes. As if Percival hadn't purposely driven Arabella towards the N&S Psychiatric Hospital.

"By the way, I've noticed you've gotten sneakier since being with your fiancée. Did you learn it from her?"

"I can hear you." Vivienne interjected, her expression unreadable.

Caught off guard, Leopold chuckled awkwardly. "You two really are inseparable, huh?"

"Where did you send her?" Vivienne asked Percival.

"N&S Psychiatric Hospital." Leopold answered with a smirk.

Vivienne looked slightly surprised. Although she had only recently returned to Havenwood, she had heard of the infamous inmates at the N&S Psychiatric Hospital.

Apparently, a brutal serial killer had once tried to evade the police by hiding there, only to end up being tortured by the inmates to the point where he called the police to rescue him, preferring the death penalty over staying there.

Vivienne hadn't expected Percival to send Arabella there. This was interesting.

"Vivienne, you're smiling." Percival noticed, grinning as he drove. "I'm glad I could make you happy. Just don't forget about our deal."

Suddenly, a large truck hauling a shipping container from the opposite lane veered off course and charged towards Percival's car. Percival swerved sharply, narrowly avoiding a collision. The truck, too heavy to control, crashed into the roadside trees.

"What happened?!" Leopold, still on the call, asked urgently.

"We've been attacked." Percival answered coldly while looking at the four black cars blocking their path.

"Dammit!" Leopold cursed. "I'm tracking your location now!"