The Million-Dollar Heart

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.

and texted Percival, [How's it

[Came up empty. You?]

[Hook, line, and sinker.]

could almost see Vivienne's cunning expression from those words - like a

the Ellington family's

get out of bed yet,"

imagination. A mere toss had broken Jeffrey's

the timely hospital visit, he might have lost

the couch. "I'm

there was useless; he was in agony.

her off impatiently. "Never mind me. What about

out of the company?" "I told you, I should have joined the company instead of letting Fiona hog the spotlight. Now look what's happened. What are we supposed to do

to Fiona's room, "Fiona, what are you doing hiding all day? Think you can get back into the company that way? Come out and figure out

family's second branch, with half their savings coming from her

out, they had

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

her most pressing concern. It was her clandestine dealings

art galleries; she also needed the Ellington Group's resources and connections, even using their transportation to

was her livelihood,

she failed to deliver as promised, it could cost

number on her phone. "How's it

our hands, being moved as you

close eye. I'll find a

the call, Fiona rubbed her fingertips, her usually cool face

an unfamiliar number

hesitating, she

replied, "Ms., I'm

Fiona paused.

Calista?

but Fiona had

of traditional medicine, the cheap daughter of the former Brooks

had also become

asked, her voice smooth,

voice came through. "Got