The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 233

Percival had just endured a few hard hits, and he feared he had broken some ribs.

"No big deal." He scoffed, dismissing the minor injuries as if they were nothing.

With a look of disdain, he glanced at Leopold, who had turned pale from vomiting. "You're a disgrace."

The two girls hadn't vomited, yet he, a grown man, was retching uncontrollably.

Once Leopold had finished vomiting, he looked back at Percival and the others, who were unfazed by the bloody scene. "Are you three freaking insane? How can you stand this?"

The train shuddered, causing the headless bodies to sway and fall. The dull thud of bodies hitting the metal floor echoed through the train. Seeing this out of the corner of his eye, Leopold couldn't help but vomit again. "Ugh…"

Percival and Vivienne fell silent.

Percival originally planned to ask Leopold to call someone to clean up this mess to avoid causing a social uproar when it was exposed.

But Leopold's useless state left Percival somewhat exasperated.

Massaging his temples, he finally pulled out his cell phone and called Thomas, who was following other leads. However, he noticed several missed calls from Thomas.

"Percival! Have you found them yet?" Thomas asked anxiously as soon as he got through to Percival, who had been out of touch for nearly two hours.

Then he asked, "What happened?"

"Just a minor issue. It's been resolved." Percival replied as he looked at the bloody mess on top of the train with a stoic expression. "Arrange for a clean-up crew to come over here."

"Alright. I'll locate your position right away." When Thomas was about to hang up, he heard Leopold's retching in the background. "What's wrong with Leopold? Food poisoning?"

"Yep. He ate too much crap." Percival casually slandered Leopold.

Thomas was a bit shocked.

Leopold had this kind of hobby?

Eating crap?

What did crap taste like?

He couldn't think about it.

Thinking about it made him want to vomit.

Thomas ended the call and went back to work.

When Thomas, armed with a warrant, halted the train and climbed onto the roof with his team, he understood why Leopold had been vomiting so violently. Several of his men couldn't help but run off to one side to vomit too.

After noticing that their boss and the two girls remained eerily calm, they all realized how absolutely twisted these three were.

Even Thomas felt like vomiting, but in order to not be called a crap eater like Leopold, he forced himself to hold it in. Then he gave Leopold, who was on the verge of fainting but couldn't stop vomiting, a sympathetic look.

Poor guy!

Who knew if this wild night would leave any psychological scars?

After handing over the clean-up process to Thomas, Percival and Vivienne left with Anna in the new vehicle Thomas had arranged for them.

Since Leopold was "wounded" and unable to continue, only the three of them went to retrieve the item at the location Anna had mentioned.

On the way, Vivienne looked at Anna, who was examining the wound on her arm.

Vivienne had been observing Anna since she first appeared in her line of sight, and each time, Anna had displayed extraordinary abilities.

It seemed like Anna deliberately displayed her abilities for Vivienne to see.

Vivienne shot Percival a sidelong glance.

"Your mother was a visionary." Percival explained to her. "She had many grand ideas that she didn't have the chance to implement. Her last unfinished project was something I thought was a pity to leave incomplete, so I took her research materials and had someone continue her unfinished work."

Vivienne nodded. She was already aware of the research Percival was referring to. Her mother had mentioned the project to her just before she died.

Her mother always dreamed of a breakthrough in her research, hoping for a future that, unfortunately, she never got to see herself.

"Indeed. If her research were to succeed, it would revolutionize the entire course of medical history." Vivienne stared at the abandoned lab in front of her as a glimmer of determination seeped into her icy gaze.

She was determined to carry forward whatever her mother couldn't accomplish.

Anna waved at Vivienne and Percival, leading them towards the basement.

"Follow me."

Just as Vivienne and Percival began to follow, a grumpy old man in a white tank top and boxer shorts suddenly emerged from a corner.

Clearly, they had disturbed his nap.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you folks doing here in the middle of the night? You're not here to steal scrap metal, are you?!”

He glared menacingly at the trio, then his gaze finally landed on Anna. "You again, you little troublemaker!”

"I'm here to get something." Anna tossed a pack of cigarettes to the old man, flashing him a casual grin.

After turning to Vivienne and Percival, she explained, "This gentleman is the security guard hired by the owner of this lab."

Security guard?

Vivienne crossed her arms, squinting at the gruff old man before her, feeling somewhat strange.