The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 398

After getting Anna settled, Vivienne received another message from Matthew.

[Vivienne, Scott's found Rowan and Ismene!]

A sly smile curled Vivienne's ruby lips.

That Scott never did sit still. Fresh from nabbing the potion, now he was off cleaning house.

Truly a loyal hound for GTO.

Vivienne glanced up, her gaze laced with intrigue as she eyed Percival, her voice dripping with seduction, "Mr. Wolf, there's a show worth catching. Care to join?"

Percival's lips curved subtly as he said, "Sounds good."

In a quaint village in the suburbs of Rivenwood.

Rowan and Ismene had been masquerading as locals, too scared to show their faces.

They feared not only Vivienne and Percival.

Just the name Mr. B was enough to send shivers down their spines.

Their betrayal of the organization was no secret now. If found, they were as good as dead.

They managed a farmhouse turned bed-and-breakfast, frequented by those seeking the rustic charm of country living, basically hiding in plain sight. Who would suspect that these simple farmers were assassins trained by GTO?

A sleek black SUV pulled up to the farmhouse, a reservation made days in advance.

Donning simple clothes and a straw hat, Rowan approached with a basket of apples.

"Mr. Brooks, I presume," Rowan said, sizing up the man before him.

Indeed, it was the missing patriarch of the Brooks family, Scott.

Although in hiding, Rowan and Ismene kept abreast of city affairs - one must always be ready to flee at a moment's notice.

their surprise, the recent bed-and-breakfast booking was

smiled, the epitome of elegance in his black trench coat

days ago," Scott said, his voice as soothing as

was head of the Brooks family. After some digging, Rowan knew the Brooks family did not possess the potion. Even

women, fan in hand, and offered a naive smile, "Mr. Brooks, your room is ready. Shall

nodded and

the doorstep,

air is quite fresh

typical for the village," Rowan replied

as he slowly said, "I wonder

the basket, but before he could draw his weapon, Scott had

gunshot rang out; Rowan's shoulder bled profusely, though he managed to

Ismene flicked her fan, revealing a sharp dagger at its edge, and

Scott kicked her away, firing two

fell, legs flailing, unable to

wicker chair in

could ambush me? Forgotten who trained you

one had to be skilled not just in ability but also in

at Scott, "You... You're

aimed his gun squarely at Rowan's forehead, saying, "There's no need to dirty Mr. B's hands

was shocked, then realized they had been duped; they had

"There's only one fate

Bang!

braced for the end;

their surprise, it was Scott who was

strolled in with a gun and a mocking smile. "Mr. Brooks,

clutching his hand where the bullet had

you find me?" He asked

gun in her hand, then stashed it in

with disdain. "Who do

Scott was taken aback.

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