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 was from

in his black trench coat and finely tailored suit, which only accentuated

ago," Scott said, his voice as soothing as

some digging, Rowan knew the Brooks family did not possess the potion.

of the village women, fan in hand, and offered a naive smile, "Mr. Brooks, your room is ready. Shall we head to

nodded and

the doorstep,

air is

for the village,"

he slowly said, "I wonder how easy

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

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

a sharp dagger at its edge,

Scott kicked

legs flailing, unable

into a wicker chair in the yard,

ambush me? Forgotten who

be skilled not just

Scott,

gun squarely at Rowan's forehead, saying, "There's

shocked, then realized they had been duped; they had not met Mr. B but

"There's only one

Bang!

end; Ismene trembled in

surprise, it was Scott who

a mocking smile.

the bullet had passed through,

did you find me?"

twirled the gun in her hand, then stashed it in Percival's pocket. She preferred her needles; guns had too

down on him with disdain. "Who do you think tipped you

Scott was taken aback.

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