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.

the recent bed-and-breakfast booking

his black trench coat and finely tailored suit, which only

called a few days ago," Scott said, his voice as soothing as a spring

Rowan knew the Brooks family did not possess the potion. Even if they did,

floral blouse typical of the village women, fan in hand, and offered a naive smile, "Mr. Brooks, your room is ready. Shall

nodded and followed Rowan

the doorstep, his

air is quite fresh

the village,"

turned, his eyes darkening as he slowly said, "I

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

out; Rowan's shoulder bled

fan, revealing a sharp dagger

kicked her away, firing

legs flailing, unable to

into a wicker chair in the yard, meticulously

you could ambush me? Forgotten who

not just

Scott, "You...

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

realized they had been duped; they

gaze turned fierce, "There's only one

Bang!

braced for the end;

to their surprise, it was Scott who was

and a mocking smile. "Mr. Brooks,

the bullet had

you find me?"

it in Percival's pocket. She preferred her needles; guns had too

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

Scott was taken aback.

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