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.

surprise, the recent bed-and-breakfast booking

trench coat and finely tailored suit, which only accentuated his gentle

ago," Scott said, his voice

Brooks family did not possess the potion. Even if they did, they were enemies of the organization, not a

offered a naive smile, "Mr. Brooks, your room is ready.

nodded and followed Rowan

he reached the doorstep, his stride halted

is

village," Rowan replied

said, "I wonder how easy it is

hand already reaching into the basket, but before he could draw his weapon, Scott

Rowan's shoulder bled profusely, though he managed to dodge

her fan, revealing a sharp dagger at its edge, and lunged

next moment, Scott kicked her

fell, legs flailing, unable

wicker chair in

you could ambush me? Forgotten who trained

GTO, one had to be skilled not just in ability but also in the

at Scott, "You... You're Mr.

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

they had been duped; they had not met Mr. B

Scott's gaze turned fierce, "There's only

Bang!

end;

surprise, it was Scott who

a mocking

the bullet had passed through,

you find me?" He

twirled the gun in her hand, then stashed it in Percival's pocket.

with disdain. "Who do you think tipped you off about

Scott was taken aback.

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