The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 422

Astrid fidgeted nervously beside Vivienne, apparently still wracked with guilt over the previous day's events.

Vivienne, unfazed, glanced at Astrid with eyes as soft as a strawberry cheesecake and stood up.

Astrid halted her with a call, "Vivienne."

Vivienne's lips curved into a smile, her bright eyes flashing with disinterest. "What is it?"

Astrid rose and approached her, lifting her shirt.

On her slender waist was a hideous black scar.

A knife wound, poisoned.

Astrid clenched her fist. "I got this on a mission when I fell into the enemy's trap. Now, I still suffer from the pain, especially when it rains, my whole body aches.

Vivienne, I'm not trying to gain your sympathy. I just want to tell you that we've sacrificed our lives to ensure that our organization can develop a defense against the biochemical weapons of rival nations.

So, on behalf of the organization and our country, I'm inviting you to join our fight!"

Vivienne's gaze fell on the scar on Astrid's waist.

It was clearly real.

She grasped Astrid's wrist and felt for her pulse.

The poison had been lurking in her body for years; she, indeed, had suffered greatly.

Vivienne casually took out a life-saving pill and popped it into Astrid's mouth. "This poison isn't hard to cure. Just come to me once a day."

After a pause, she added, "I'm quite interested in what you've said. I'll give it a try."

Astrid froze, surprised. "You mean you agree?"

Vivienne nodded slightly. "Yeah, but I'm out if your experiments don't meet my standards."

"Great. You'll find our experiments fascinating," Astrid said with a smile. "I'll notify the organization and see when they can take you to the lab." With that, Astrid went into her room.

Looking at her door, Vivienne let a sly smile creep onto her face.

out her phone and texted

[Came up empty. You?]

[Hook, line, and sinker.]

expression from those words -

house of the

said you can't get out of bed

their imagination. A mere toss

not for the timely hospital visit, he

to the couch. "I'm

he was in agony. It was better to

"Never mind me.

him. How could he just throw her out of the

to Fiona's room, "Fiona, what are you doing hiding all day? Think you can get

Ellington family's second branch, with half their savings

was out, they had lost a

her parents' and Jeffrey's complaints below. She put on headphones, locked

from the company was not her most pressing concern. It was her

in the art galleries; she also needed the Ellington Group's resources

was her livelihood, her

agreements. If she failed to

on her phone. "How's

still in our hands, being moved as

I'll find a way to

Fiona rubbed her fingertips, her usually cool face fading

an unfamiliar number

she answered, "Who's

woman's voice replied, "Ms., I'm

Fiona paused.

Calista?

close, but Fiona had heard of Calista

of traditional medicine, the cheap daughter of the former Brooks family

Scott's arrest, Calista had also become reclusive. Why was she calling

can I do for you?" Fiona asked, her

came through. "Got time for a

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