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 from

of elegance in his black trench coat and finely

ago," Scott said, his voice as

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

fan in hand, and offered a naive smile, "Mr.

and followed

reached the doorstep, his stride halted

air is

the village,"

darkening as he slowly said, "I wonder

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

shoulder bled profusely, though he

a sharp dagger at its edge, and lunged

next moment, Scott kicked her

legs flailing, unable to

chair in the

me? Forgotten who

to be skilled not just in ability

Scott, "You... You're

"There's no need to dirty Mr. B's hands to

they had been duped; they

Scott's gaze turned fierce, "There's

Bang!

end; Ismene trembled in

it was Scott

and a mocking smile.

his hand where the bullet had passed through, was now

find

in her hand, then stashed it in Percival's pocket. She preferred her

approached Scott, looking down on him with disdain. "Who do you think tipped you off

Scott was taken aback.

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