The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1100

Percival's gaze softened with concern as he noticed the faint bruise beneath Vivienne's eyes. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Vivienne, you should get some rest. We can talk about everything else tomorrow."

Nodding, Vivienne snuggled into Percival's embrace, her arms wrapped around his muscular torso, comforted by the strong beat of his heart.

Gradually, Vivienne's breathing evened out, and Percival, too, drifted off to sleep.

As dawn broke, the roosters of Luck Village crowed punctually.

Vivienne woke up to find the bed beside her empty, the warmth long gone. Clutching the communicator tightly, she hesitated for a moment before setting it aside, deciding to wait for him to return.

A brief sound of footsteps lingered at her door, like someone checking in before quickly moving away. Smiling ambiguously, Vivienne turned her gaze toward the window.

A knock on the door pulled her back from her thoughts. She swiftly walked over and opened it. "What's up?"

"The mayor wants to see us," Logan said.

Vivienne nodded, quickly following Logan back to the villa, now crowded with people. She scanned the room before taking a seat at the long table beside Logan, seemingly unfazed by the attention they attracted.

"Hope you had a good rest. Please, have breakfast. Let me know if you need anything," the mayor offered, his words laced with an unsettling undertone.

Vivienne's glance briefly met with Sebastian's, who didn’t look back at her.

Logan gave the mayor a noncommittal nod.

As Logan reached for his food, Vivienne smiled subtly under her breath.

Just as Logan was about to eat, he paused, making the mayor inquire, "Is there a problem?"

"None at all," Logan responded, continuing to eat, while the mayor's eyes gleamed unnoticed.

After breakfast, Logan and Vivienne headed out. No sooner had they stepped into the courtyard than Vivienne swiftly applied a silver needle to Logan's neck.

"Ms. Vivienne, what kind of poison is this?" Logan asked, frowning.

Though Logan hadn't noticed anything amiss at breakfast, Vivienne's subtle warning had made him cautious, but he still ended up swallowing the poison.

With another needle, Logan spat out blood, blackened within seconds, revealing the villagers' deadly capabilities.

Vivienne smirked. "They didn't plan on letting us leave alive."