The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 382

Scott was Mr. B's double, and no one but the head of the GTO could locate him.

So, of course, he could not just drop dead that easily.

Besides, would death not be too kind?

If it had not been for him, would her mother have been hunted down all those years ago?

For years, Scott had been playing the part of a lovelorn soul to the outside world, claiming he could not find Karen and swore to bachelorhood.

But aside from the few peaceful years Karen spent by Dorian's side, was it not the GTO that kept sending goons after her?

Scott was a member of the GTO, and Vivienne's mother's death had his fingerprints all over it.

But that score would be settled later.

Suddenly, Vivienne caught the scent of strawberry shortcake.

She opened her eyes, slightly stunned.

There was an actual strawberry shortcake!

"Mr. Wolf, I just adore you," She said, wrapping her arms around Percival's neck, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Percival looked at Vivienne holding the strawberry shortcake like it was a treasure and could not help feeling a bit helpless. Did she really like him?

It was clear as day; she was smitten by the shortcake!

Percival, reduced to less than a piece of cake in making his wife happy.

If word got out, it would be the joke of the century!

But, oh well.

He knew his place all along, and it was definitely below a slice of strawberry shortcake.

Percival leaned his head on Vivienne's shoulder, his deep, well-like eyes surprisingly showing a hint of hurt.

Vivienne blinked back her pain, scooped up a spoonful of the strawberry shortcake, and brought it to Percival's lips. "Just one bite, no more!" This was the strawberry shortcake. She could not bear to part with even a single spoonful!

Percival was speechless.

All right then!

sure, he ranked below

be considered lower than a cake

from this world for a

back

sleeping face, and unconsciously leaned down to

strawberry shortcake this way was indeed

closed, Vivienne smiled slightly and suddenly pulled Percival's neck down, pressing him firmly

would be best

eyebrow. His little lady

not

him being

Absolutely not!

once more, claiming her

had never felt the Lincoln's driver's seat

"Beep!"

his breath. This was the worst timing for a message, but he had no choice;

the target is on the

a snap, the privacy curtain was drawn back, and the smell of strawberry shortcake mixed with

were sitting

he the narrow-minded

"Pursue."

on Vivienne's slightly flushed cheeks, a smile curling

Meanwhile, Vivienne's phone buzzed.

It was Draven.

target has

smirked at how impatient the target

enough, the black Lincoln stopped in a secluded area on the

area surrounded. I guarantee not even a

all the operatives within a three-mile radius

Agency and an earpiece,

he could get close, Percival blocked his

"Stay back, Husky."

was at a loss for

Vanguard Agency operatives, Leopold dared not make a move or would be mobbed, even though he

is right," Leopold gritted his teeth, offering a

had already suited up,

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