The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 404

Since Vivienne had spoken, Percival, of course, could not object.

He could only watch with wide eyes as Aaron and Vivienne entered the car.

Aaron indeed had something he wanted to discuss with Vivienne.

"Vivienne, I'm currently studying finance management at Elite University. He decided to send me there, claiming it was to prepare me for taking over the Miller family," Aaron divulged. Vivienne glanced at Percival through the car window. He seemed a bit upset.

She withdrew her gaze and said, "That's good news. You should give it your all since you've chosen to return home and take over the family business."

Aaron was sharp. Things clicked quickly for him.

Even though he had just started his studies, he was anything but clumsy.

Aaron hesitated, then said, "He also mentioned that the success of the Miller family is all thanks to you. He said you are the Nine..."

"Knowing is enough; there's no need to spell it out," Vivienne interrupted Aaron with a cool look in her eyes.

But since Mark Miller had even shared this with Aaron, it was clear he was sincere about wanting Aaron to inherit the Miller family's legacy.

After all, the secret of her being the young master of the Nine Mystics Society was not to be disclosed to anyone except for the heir. Aaron understood the gravity of it.

From the start, he knew Vivienne was more than just a girl a year his senior.

But he had never realized just how formidable she truly was.

That even the Miller family owed its rise to her support.

"Vivienne, what exactly is that organization?" Aaron asked, still somewhat confused. He figured it was easier just to ask her directly.

Vivienne finished her iced tea and said, "You'll know when it's time. Remember, some questions are better left unasked."

Her tone was mild, but Aaron could sense her displeasure.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry," Aaron apologized hastily, worry etched on his face.

"It's fine." Vivienne crushed the empty cup and continued, "Did Mark bring it up?”

Aaron shook his head, then nodded. "Sort of. He thought I knew about your identity and let it slip, then when he realized I didn't, he didn't elaborate. Just said he'd tell me after I took over the Miller family." "Okay, got it." Vivienne's lips curled into a faint smile, the chill in her demeanor melting away.

Aaron also relaxed, adding, "Vivienne, this means we're actually quite close, right?"

Vivienne did not deny it. "If that's how you want to see it."

Aaron had been her disciple; now, with the Miller family connection, he was essentially her protégé.

And if he was her protégé, that certainly meant they were close.

Aaron beamed proudly, feeling a surge of triumph.

He knew deep down that Percival was nothing to fuss over.

Aaron said excitedly, "Vivienne, I've invested in the Hawk Club. Bennett's their coach now, and Quentin's stayed on to train the junior team. Everyone says the club would have tanked if not for you, so I was hoping to get everyone together for a meal if you're free. What do you say?"

Vivienne had not had much on her plate lately, so she agreed, though she mused that she had been invited out to eat quite a lot recently.

Percival, waiting outside, was growing impatient.

What were they talking about for so long?

Bennett and the others, who were around Percival, could almost sense the air pressure plummeting. Clearly, Vivienne's husband was quite terrifying.

When Vivienne stepped out of the car, she bid Aaron and the others farewell.

As soon as Percival got into the car, he asked, "What did he say to you?"

"He invited me to a team dinner," Vivienne knew Percival would ask, her lips curving slightly. "Why? Jealous again?"

Percival cleared his throat. "No, just wondering."

Vivienne hummed a drawn-out note. "Then I guess I'll go without you."

"No!" Percival's tone brooked no argument.

Vivienne laughed softly, "Mr. Wolf, you're so easy to tease!"

Percival was silent.

Tease him?

Well, then, he would not hold back.

The next moment, he leaned in for a kiss without giving Vivienne a chance to react.

Thomas, who was driving, quietly drew the curtain.

Next time, he was definitely assigning Leopold to drive!

On Aaron's dinner day, Percival brought Vivienne an outfit.

It was a matching couple's outfits.

Vivienne was somewhat exasperated. "Mr. Wolf, is this really necessary?"

"Yeah." Percival had to make it clear to Aaron that Vivienne was his girl.

Without further protest, Vivienne slipped into the matching outfit and set out with Percival.

They had just arrived at the venue when Vivienne stepped out first, with Aaron waiting at the entrance.

"Vivienne..."

Screech!

A harsh sound of tires against the pavement echoed.

A red sports car came barreling towards Percival's vehicle.

Thomas quickly turned the wheel, but it was too late.

The car crashed into them with a thunderous bang.

The red sports car was sent rolling back several yards, leaving skid marks on the asphalt.

Percival's car flipped over, trapping both Thomas and Percival underneath.

They instantly blacked out.

"Mr. Wolf!"

Vivienne had never felt such panic; she did not even know how she managed to lift the car off them. Aaron and the others snapped to their senses and quickly pulled out their phones to dial 911.

Vivienne dragged both Percival and Thomas out from the wreckage.

Their heads had both taken a severe blow, and Thomas's leg was fractured from the violent impact. "Vivienne, the car's gonna blow! Come on!" Aaron dashed over, grabbing Vivienne's arm, ready to bolt.

No one mattered more to Aaron than Vivienne.

But in Vivienne's eyes, Percival was her world.

She violently jerked her arm away from Aaron, snapping at him, "Get lost!"

Aaron froze, stunned.

Vivienne's eyes were red.

In all the time Aaron had known her, he had never seen her cry.

Before he could even process the situation, Vivienne had already dragged Percival to safety, and Thomas was being carried into the diner by Bennett and the others. Quentin, pulling Aaron out of his daze, hurried back with him.

As they reached the diner, Percival's car burst into flames, the explosion shattering its windows!

Aaron threw himself over Vivienne, his back getting pelted with glass shards.

Vivienne held Aaron down, yelling, "Don't move!"

The pain in Aaron's back was unbearable, so he did not dare to shift.

"Bennett, replace me scissors, some rope, and anti-inflammatory medicine!" Vivienne ordered while stuffing what she called Life-saving pills into both Percival and Thomas's mouths.

Bennett rushed off to replace the items.

Vivienne kicked a chair out of the way to stabilize Thomas's broken leg.

The paramedics arrived just then, and Vivienne helped load Percival and Thomas into the ambulance, then instructed Quentin and the others to look after Aaron.

On the way to the hospital, Vivienne realized her hands were shaking.

With one hand, she held onto Percival's, and with the other, she shakily took out her blood-stained phone.

She steadied her nerves and quickly tapped out a message.

[Draven, immediately issue an Order of Nine Mystics Society. Find the owner of that red sports car and bring them to me!]