The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 874

The man remained silent, simply fastening it for him without a word.

As his eyes regained their brightness, a four-story inn seemed to spring up at the foot of the mountains, its facade illuminated by two yellow lanterns swaying gently in the breeze.

Atop the highest balcony, a woman draped in a striking red gown, her beauty both stunning and eerie, sat with her long legs dangling over the edge, her hair cascading down like a waterfall. A string of red beads adorned her ankle, chiming softly with the wind.

Dracon's eyes flickered with admiration, but his visit was driven by the search for news about Diana Perez.

The silent man led him to the top floor of the inn before quietly picking up a broom to sweep the floors below.

Abigail's face was partially obscured by a veil, revealing only her captivating eyes. "You're unhappy about coming all this way, taking your frustrations out on my mute servant?"

Dracon found himself at a loss for words, realizing the reason behind the man's silence. "Rivenwood is vast; why choose such a remote place?"

Abigail casually flicked two pebbles, striking Dracon's knees and forcing him to kneel before her.

"So many in Rivenwood wish to capture me. Vivienne and Percival are relentless. If not here, where else could I hide? Would you die in my place when Vivienne comes for me?" she teased.

Dracon's face turned pale, his hands clenched into fists, all because of Vivienne!

If not for her, Diana wouldn't have vanished. He had just learned the previous day that Vivienne was his own brother's daughter, nearly grinding his teeth to dust in frustration.

"Where is Diana?" Dracon asked desperately.

Abigail glanced at him lazily. "Among the three Linklater brothers, your devotion rivals that of Arthur. Since you're so eager to see her, follow me."

She leaped down gracefully, her skirt billowing, and led Dracon to a hidden room within the inn, where a woman lay unconscious.

Dracon's heart surged with a mix of joy and sorrow at the sight of her familiar face.

"When will she wake?" he asked, his voice filled with urgency.

"She might never wake. Vivienne has taken her tongue, among other injuries," Abigail said lightly.

Dracon was shocked. "What?! Vivienne did that to Diana? She deserves death! I'll make her pay!"

Abigail noticed the hatred in his eyes and smirked. "I know a way to restore her completely."

Dracon's eyes narrowed. "How?"