The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1009

Willa's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red as she listened.

Without waiting for any further discussion about the wedding plans, she hurriedly made her escape.

Before Maddox followed her, he gave Vivienne a quiet thumbs-up, "If this wedding pulls through, you're the hero we celebrate."

Vivienne chuckled, "If Uncle Maddox and Willa really tie the knot, I'm all for taking the credit."

But she wasn't exactly lying earlier. Willa always dressed in dark colors, but with her naturally pale skin and raven-black hair, red would only make her look more striking.

In the backyard.

Finnian had just returned from the foyer when he saw Vivienne sitting at the outdoor stone table, clearly waiting for him.

Frowning slightly, he couldn't help but nag, "Young lady, you know your condition and yet here you are sitting outside in the night air. Aren't you worried about your fiancé fretting over you?"

Vivienne poured a cup of tea and pushed it across the table, not intending to drink any herself, and tilted her chin up, "Mr. Wolf is making me a midnight snack. He'll be here soon."

Finnian, "..."

Maybe he was the one worrying too much.

After all, if his apprentice set her mind to something, not even her doting fiancé could stop her, let alone her old master.

Sitting down, Finnian took a sip of the warm tea before speaking, "What's up?"

"Abigail has disappeared."

Vivienne's tone was calm, but Finnian nearly jumped, his eyebrows knitting tightly, "Disappeared? Didn't you capture her after injuring her?"

"To be precise, she was consumed by a magical array, becoming its first sacrifice. We didn't even get a chance to intervene."

Vivienne was telling the truth.

Finnian was stunned.

He could hardly believe that Abigail's fate would end like this. During their encounter, he had sensed that Abigail's magical energy was formidable, especially the unique power within her, which was higher than he had anticipated.

But there was one thing.

He couldn't discern Abigail's true age.

A person without any signs of disguise or bone modification, yet whose facial features and bones didn't match, appeared to be only in their thirties.

This was a first for him, and if his suspicions were correct, then this person's age could be far beyond his imagination.

Shaking off this thought, Finnian asked, "What about the body? Did you find it? The array consuming her would only absorb her blood and vital essence, but the body couldn't have just vanished into thin air."

Vivienne shook her head with a frown.

Draven hadn't called back yet, which meant they hadn't found any clues about Abigail.

This was her concern.

Abigail possessed the Wright family's teleportation ability, and the array was her creation, so escaping at a critical moment wasn't impossible.

The only way to confirm her survival.

Was to see Abigail's body with their own eyes.

Seeing her worry, Finnian understood, "If it was truly the array backfiring, even if she's still alive, she'd be barely hanging on. Arrays powered by magical artifacts are often tricky; breaking them usually requires a death."

Vivienne bit her lip and looked up at her master, "When the array vanished, the Millennia Aegis disappeared with it."

Finnian nearly choked on his tea, staring at Vivienne in shock, "What?"

"The Millennia Aegis is gone!"