The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

In that place, it felt almost familiar to her.

It was where Abigail had stashed her gold years ago.

Vivienne found herself standing in the basement, as Leopold kicked the door open with a forceful thrust.

A glint passed through Abigail's eyes as she clapped her hands together, "Right on time, not a minute late."

"Too bad, your knight in shining armor didn't make it in time to save you."

Vivienne's eyes flashed coldly, "What did you say?"

Abigail tossed a body to the ground with disdain, as if discarding trash.

Vivienne watched in horror as Mr. Wolf lay lifeless before her, his vitality seemingly drained away.

She knelt down, covering him with her coat, caressed his face gently, and placed a pill in his mouth.

Handing him over to Leopold.

Leopold was stunned, his mouth agape, unsure of how to proceed as there wasn't a single unmarred spot on Percival's body.

Disbelief filled his eyes as he glared at Abigail, "You witch, what have you done to Percival?"

Abigail's gaze was filled with disdain, "I simply took advantage of his dying moments to drain his supernatural energy. It's his own fault for being so weak. Such a waste of a good power..." "Who are you calling weak?"

Vivienne suddenly unleashed her power, her body enveloped in an invisible force.

Unbeknownst to her, the energy radiating from her was no longer just a simple seventh-level supernatural ability but was imbued with a dark, ominous power.

A voice whispered in her mind, suggesting that she could destroy the world with just a thought, if she so desired.

Leopold was terrified by the crimson in Vivienne's eyes, "Vivienne, stop! You'll be consumed by darkness!"

Vivienne's eyes, now a mesmerizing shade of glassy blue, looked chillingly cold, "If it avenges Mr. Wolf, what does it matter if I'm consumed by darkness?"

She didn't care.

Abigail, floating mid-air under Vivienne's control, was actually delighted.

After waiting for over two centuries, her patience was finally rewarded.

Only by invoking this dark power could she achieve immortality and reign supreme.

Fate was indeed in her favor.

Not wanting to waste time, Vivienne focused her dark energy, intent on tearing Abigail to pieces for Mr. Wolf.

But Abigail, anticipating this, used her own powers to deflect the attack, smirking, "Not enough, far from enough!"

With that, Abigail broke free from Vivienne's hold, capturing a few bystanders to leverage her position.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"If one Percival could awaken your dark energy, then a few more should fully unleash your true power. Let's see what you're really capable of, Vivienne. Otherwise, how could you ever match up to my stature?" "Over my dead body!"

Vivienne's eyes narrowed as she unleashed another powerful attack at Abigail, rescuing Richard in the process.

She wouldn't let anything happen to the Ellington family again.

Abigail, reading her intentions, wore a smug grin.

As long as people had weaknesses, no matter how powerful they were, they were just puppets in her hands.

These hostages were merely tools, useful only for her purposes.

Using Nathan as a decoy, she attracted Vivienne's attention while threatening Cecilia with a deadly gesture.

Just as she was about to strike, a pain at her foot stopped her, "Monster, let go of my mom, don't you dare hurt her."

Abigail looked down at Isolde with a sneer, "Little brat, don't forget, it was thanks to you that I managed to drug your family and bring them here. You've already sided with me."

Isolde's face went pale as she denied any intentional harm, but Abigail was not interested in her excuses.

Vivienne caught Isolde, reassuring her, before turning her focus back to Abigail.

With dark energy at her command, Vivienne knew she had to end Abigail's tyranny.

But as Cecilia's blood touched her hand, a thrill surged within her, awakening an insatiable desire for destruction.

Abigail, realizing Vivienne's growing power, knew she had one last step to ensure her victory.

That was to transfer this dark force into a set of twins born with innate darkness, sealing her fate as the immortal ruler she was determined to become.

Vivienne could feel the tension

building, a storm brewing on the

horizon as Abigail made her move. But Vivienne had an ace up her sleeve-literally. Tucked away beneath her necklace, a sliver of the Millennia Aegis peeked out, both a distraction and a necessity. She needed its power to quell the dark energy writhing within her, threatening to consume her whole instead of bending to her will.

The moment the relic's fragment was exposed, Abigail's eyes sparkled

with recognition. She had been searching far and wide for this piece of ancient legend-the Millennia Aegis Shard, a beacon of dark power, the twin hearts of destiny. To her, it was as if fate itself had laid out its cards in her favor, her grand scheme nearly within reach.

With a swift motion, Abigail attempted to teleport directly in front of Vivienne, greedily reaching for the Millennia Aegis fragment. But she walked right into Vivienne's trap. A barrier sprung up around them, a mere three feet in diameter,

pulsating with all the sinister energy the dark fragment could muster.

Although Abigail managed to grasp the Millennia Aegis fragment, she found herself caught in Vivienne's snare. Trapped, she struggled to move, her plans thwarted by the very energy she sought to control.

From outside the barrier, Vivienne poured more power into her trap, and Abigail, overwhelmed, fell to one knee, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. A mocking glint passed through her eyes-Vivienne was the only one who had ever managed to hurt her, time and again.

But in her focus on the trap, Vivienne overlooked one crucial detail. The power she wielded was summoned by her, yet no one understood its weaknesses better than Abigail herself.