The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 955

On the way back, Percival got a call from Leopold, saying there was a bit of a bother at the estate in the suburbs and asked him to come over.

Vivienne was behind the wheel since Percival had indulged in some wine over lunch.

She asked for directions, planning to drop him off before heading back to the Linklater estate.

Percival didn't agree; the suburbs were quite a trek from where they were, and more importantly, he had left the renovation of the place as a surprise for her. Seeing it in advance would spoil everything.

In the end, Percival had Leopold come to pick him up.

Leopold showed up looking like he had battled with insomnia, dark circles and all.

He headed straight for the driver's side door, “Percival, you did this on purpose, don’t think a mere record... Oh, Vivienne!”

Vivienne watched him calmly.

Leopold swallowed hard, his previously menacing demeanor deflated instantly, “Vivienne, what are you doing here? I thought it was...”

Percival, lounging in the passenger seat, squinting over, said, “And what if it was me? Planning on a quick murder?”

Leopold, “...”

Even if he harbored the thought, he lacked the guts, especially with Vivienne there. If he dared to lift a finger, Vivienne would have him turned to ash in seconds.

Leopold, with a forced chuckle, “Me? Never dare.”

Vivienne, with a smirk, “Leopold, pull yourself together!”

Leopold felt a chill run down his spine.

Did Vivienne know something?

Why else would this couple speak in such a unified tone?

After dropping off Percival, Vivienne turned the car around, heading back to the Linklater estate.

As soon as Vivienne left, Leopold’s demeanor changed, tossing the car keys to Percival, “You drive, I need a nap.”

Percival gave him a look, “If I could drive, you wouldn’t be here, would you?”

Leopold froze, “Since when are you unable to drive?”

Percival, “...”

Right, no good deed goes unpunished!

Meanwhile.

Just a few hundred meters from the Linklater estate, there was a commotion at the intersection, traffic and people clogged together.

Vivienne attempted to detour, but was stopped by voices outside.

“Poor thing, it’s been so long, and no parent has shown up yet.”

“Such a little kid, who knows if he’ll make it.”

“Yeah, there’s so much blood on the ground, he’s fallen so badly, and the kid’s still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by his folks.”

Vivienne frowned, pulling over sharply.

To others, it might be unclear, but she knew better.

Lotus and water lilies were essentially the same, hard to distinguish from afar for the untrained eye.

A child holding a lotus…

Instinctively, Vivienne thought of someone.

Pushing through the crowd, the child lying in a pool of blood, clutching a twin lotus, was indeed Winston.

Vivienne stepped forward, lifting Winston in her arms, feeding him a pill before taking out her emergency acupuncture kit.

“Hey, who are you, don’t you know you can’t just move someone after an accident, and what’s with feeding him stuff… and now needles?”

“Seriously, you’re not a doctor, what’s with the act? Instead of rushing to a hospital, you’re doing this for what?”

“This is a life we’re talking about, are you even human to be so cruel?”

“Let him go, or we’re calling the police!”

The crowd grew increasingly accusatory towards Vivienne’s actions, with some even attempting to push her away.

“Back off!”