The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Quincy was their guide, with Percival at the wheel, as they made their way south.

After a solid two-hour drive, they finally pulled up to a residential area.

They were in the wealthiest part of Rivenwood, where only the rich and influential resided. Everyone in

this area was blessed with substantial resources.

Money was one thing, but these folks had connections that were anything but ordinary. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Quincy led them into one of the villas and down into the basement.

The place was heavily guarded with plenty of organization members.

But Vivienne and Percival, who were disguised as Cordelia and Dorian, as well as Quincy, were

familiar faces; hence, they met no roadblocks.

Once in the basement, they quickly found Dorian and Cordelia huddled in a corner.

They seemed unharmed, but their faces were pale and drawn. They looked like they hadn't eaten in

days.

"Algernon." Quincy spoke to the man watching over them. "We're moving these two immediately. Get

ready."

"Moving?" Algernon eyed Percival and Vivienne behind Quincy. "Why the sudden move? Weren't they

doing fine here?"

"Things have changed. It's all for the potion." Quincy didn't have time to explain and kept it brief. "In any

case, we'll take responsibility for moving them to a safe place."

"Rest assured," Vivienne suddenly spoke from behind, "they will be safe."

"Your voice!" Both Algernon and Quincy were taken aback. This wasn't Cordelia's voice, nor was it

Ismene's.

She wasn't one of GTO's people.

"Quick! Call for backup!" Quincy's first instinct was to call for help, but the next moment, she realized

that she was frozen in place. "You guys!"

Algernon rushed them, but Percival easily subdued him.

Once Algernon was restrained, Vivienne and Percival went to untie Dorian and Cordelia.

All the noise made a weakened Dorian open his eyes.

He saw Cordelia in front of him and then suddenly realized that there was somebody else beside them.

He was taken aback.

He was startled when he looked back at Percival.

Wasn't that him?

"Mr. Hawthorn!" Vivienne called out to him, breaking his daze. "I'm here to rescue you."

"Vivienne?" Dorian snapped back to reality and urgently whispered, "How are you here? Run...there's

too many of them..."

Vivienne's heart softened, and she gently assured him that things were fine. "It's okay. I'll get you home

safe and sound."

She helped Dorian and Cordelia up.

Just then, Thomas walked in.

"Percival, everyone's been subdued."

Thomas had fully recovered a few days prior and had rejoined Percival's team the night before.

Percival looked expressionlessly at Quincy and Algernon on the ground and coldly gave out his orders.

"Take them back. I'll interrogate them myself."

"Roger that." Thomas nodded and ordered the team members who came with him to take everyone

away.

Dorian and Cordelia watched the fully armed men make their moves, then looked at Percival.

The last time Vivienne's students were kidnapped, it was Percival who stormed in with a fully armed

team. Back then, they were only concerned about Vivienne and didn't think much of it.

But after witnessing all this, they realized that Percival was far from being the rumored useless seventh

grandson of the Ellington family.

He had been hiding his true abilities.

Once Thomas and his men had taken GTO's people away, Vivienne and Percival helped Dorian and

Cordelia leave the place.

In the car, Dorian apologized to Vivienne. "Vivienne, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Ever since Vivienne had shown her capabilities when she rescued her students from Felix, he knew

that she, like her mother, was extraordinary.

He hadn't deliberately contacted her since she left Havenwood, not wanting to cause her any trouble.

He knew Vivienne's work was dangerous, and the best way to avoid causing her trouble was to keep

his distance and protect himself and his family. Only by doing so could Vivienne be free of worries.

This girl always acted stoic, but she was very caring, and if they were ever in danger, she would rush in

without a second thought.

He had been extra careful, fearing that they would be targeted. But despite his best efforts, they were

captured on their way to Rivenwood when they were planning to attend Vivienne's family reunion

banquet.

Vivienne turned back from the passenger seat and looked at them with a serious face. "Mr. Hawthorn,

Cordelia, you're my family. I never want to hear you say that you're causing me trouble!"

Dorian and Cordelia's eyes welled up with tears.

Cordelia reached out from the backseat and held Vivienne's hand as she smiled. "Vivienne, don't be

mad at him; he didn't mean it. We're family, and we should help each other."

Vivienne smiled, and her voice softened. "Don't worry, those who made you suffer will pay the price."

"We'll go with whatever you decide." Cordelia didn't attempt to dissuade Vivienne.

Vivienne was a determined girl. Dorian and she couldn't help her, but they didn't want to be a burden to

her either.

"Mr. Hawthorn, Cordelia." Percival spoke up as he drove. "I'll take you to my apartment first. We'll grab

a bite to eat, and you can stay there. The security system there is excellent, and I'll assign someone to

protect you. This won't happen again."

"Okay." Dorian and Cordelia agreed without any objections.

The sky had gradually darkened by the time they reached the residential complex. As soon as they got

out of the car, they immediately brought Dorian and Cordelia into the apartment.

Percival poured them some hot coffee and had previously arranged for food to be delivered.

Only after Dorian and Cordelia had sipped the warm brew and nibbled on some food did they finally

regain their composure.

Upon seeing the worry etched on Vivienne's face, Dorian reassured her. "They didn't hurt us. They just

kept us hungry for a few days. You two don't need to blame yourselves.”

Vivienne's face remained clouded with concern. "It was my oversight. I should have arranged for your

protection sooner."

In fact, before she left Havenwood, she had specifically allocated people to ensure Dorian and

Cordelia’s safety.

In order to not disrupt their lives, she had instructed the guards to maintain a discreet distance.

But it was this distance, coupled with Rowan's talent for disguises, that had allowed the impostors to

slip into Tranquil Estates unnoticed.

"It's not your fault.” Dorian was quick to comfort her. “They were after that potion."

During their captivity, their captors probed Dorian with veiled questions about Karen.

He sensed something amiss and realized that they were after the potion he had once hidden away.

“Thankfully, the potion is in your hands.” Dorian let out a sigh of relief. If he hadn't handed the potion

over to Vivienne earlier, who knew what would have transpired?

Just as Karen had said, when Vivienne was powerful enough, it was time to entrust her with the

mission.

Vivienne was the only one who could shoulder the burden he couldn't bear.

"You don't need to worry about the potion." Vivienne eased his worries. "I'll handle it."

After a pause, she looked at them and asked, "What are your plans now?"