The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 383

Gunshots echoed through the lab, but the Vanguard Agency was ready for anything. The GTO guards left behind were caught off-guard, especially since their boss had hightailed it out of there. It was a spectacular defeat, like watching petals swept away by a swift stream.

Vivienne continued to monitor the screens, her fingers dancing over the keyboard with urgency, "The left passage is clear. Follow it."

She was analyzing the layout of the building, switching to real-time mode, and connecting to infrared imaging to track Scott's possible escape routes.

Although Percival had come prepared, they were short on hands, what with all the kids around.

Scott knew the place like the back of his hand; if he had planned an escape route in advance, he would be a tough one to catch.

Suddenly, Vivienne spotted a blinking light on the screen. "Mr. Wolf, watch out, there's a bomb!"

A loud explosion rocked the area 800 meters from the lab entrance.

The thermal imager fizzled out, and the screen became a flurry of scrambling red dots.

Vivienne cursed under her breath, slammed her laptop shut, and sprinted toward the blast site.

"Mr. Wolf! You oka..."

"Vivienne." Percival emerged from the ashes, one hand gripping Thomas, the other holding Leopold. "I'm fine. Check on these two."

Leopold let out a groan. "Vivienne, my hand's done for."

Thomas gestured to his own left hand. "Same here."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Vivienne quickly picked up some scattered wooden planks and expertly fashioned splints for their broken hands.

"This will do for now. We'll get it fixed back at the base. It's not a big deal."

Vivienne's gaze met Percival's.

He was staring into the rubble, his expression grave, eyes sharp as blades.

She understood his frustration.

been so

new type of bomb was buried here,

of broken hands. Whether they would even be found in one piece was up for debate! Vivienne stepped

third in command, not someone they could easily apprehend.

at

saw everyone except Leopold looking at

the 'ma'am'

ridiculous, people, we're only engaged, not married! 'Ma'am' sounds so old!"

give my blessing to be called that? Keep babbling nonsense,

'little Husky's' outburst, focusing instead

her subordinate's shoulder, "Call me Vivienne

that, she rushed to the lab; time was of

also dusted himself off, consoling his team

member beamed, then

fist, a jolt of pain reminded

But, of course, these words remained

rang. Checking the caller

conversation, he announced, "Calista

even delay it for a

narrowed, a cold laugh escaping her. "The reach of our adversaries is surprisingly

least the kids are safe now. We'll deal with

the team captain responsible for national security and having someone pull strings

a smile. "Yes, we'll

situation with the two infants was

was not just them; all the children

them quiet, GTO had injected them with a new type of sedative. Though it was meant to foster organ growth for their experiments,

critical children had already been cut open,

realized GTO's

Such inhuman cruelty!

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