The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1113

The moment the large-scale search kicked off, Gregg hesitated before finally pulling out his phone and dialing that number.

In the dead of night, Mayor Thompson was jolted awake by the call, staring at the familiar name on his screen in silence.

Mrs. Thompson, disturbed by the ringing, opened her eyes and found it odd to see her husband sitting up in bed, transfixed by his phone. "Who's calling at this hour?" she murmured.

Mayor Thompson remained silent, prompting Mrs. Thompson to lean closer and breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing Gregg's name. "Why aren't you answering?"

"He's never called this late before." An uneasy feeling brewing in his heart, Mayor Thompson finally answered the call as he threw on his robe.

"What's happened?" His voice was deep and concerned.

Gregg quickly explained the situation, causing Mayor Thompson's face to turn ashen.

He knew instantly who was behind this, a rush of shame and anger propelling him to grab his coat and head outside.

Mrs. Thompson barely caught her husband's angry bellow, "Quick, send more men to guard the cabin, they must not take anyone!"

Had their plan been compromised?

Tossing thoughts around, she too rose from bed to follow Mayor Thompson.

By the time they reached the woods, the sight of the ground littered with items left them speechless. Only Vivienne, in Mayor Thompson's mind, could have managed such a feat against the wild beasts in such a short time.

"Follow me!" Mayor Thompson led the way toward the cabin.

On the way, Gregg couldn't get through to the two men stationed at the cabin. "Mayor, I can't reach them either."

With a grim expression, Mayor Thompson quickened his pace while ordering his men to encircle the entire woods. "No one's escaping this time!"

In the meantime, Vivienne and Percival, after a long observation that only they remained, wasted no time. Vivienne directly aimed her bow and arrow and let it fly.

With a "whoosh," the arrow struck one of the men on the left, who collapsed without a breath.

The other man instantly became alert, scanning the woods, "Who's there playing tricks?"

He dared not leave his post or flee, attempting instead to coax the enemy out with words. "Don't think you're safe in the shadows; once I catch you, you're dead!"

These words made Vivienne halt her next shot, while Percival knew exactly what she planned without a gesture.

Considering the area relatively safe, he allowed Vivienne to proceed as she wished.

"Wait here for me," she said, patting Percival's hand before leaving.

To avoid their pursuers catching up, Vivienne instructed Percival to stay hidden, just in case.

Soon, rustling sounds came from the woods, and the man aimed his gun in that direction. "Who is it?!"

The next second, Vivienne appeared before him, a sly smile on her lips.

"It's you?!" The man's eyes widened in recognition. "I knew you were no good!"

Vivienne couldn't help but laugh. "You're talking to me about good and bad?"

"Believe it or not, I could shoot you right now."

Her smile grew wider. "Oh? And how do you plan to 'take care of me'?"