The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 429

Astrid eyed the laboratory entrance before her, the very threshold of a top-secret national research facility she had once infiltrated with Vivienne. A sly grin tugged at the corner of her mouth as she pressed the button on the remote.

A gust of wind swept by, yet nothing ensued.

Disbelief etched across Astrid's features as she jabbed the button several more times, her expression darkening with each futile attempt.

Suddenly, she whipped out a gun, spinning around with a swift motion.

Vivienne, along with Percival and Leopold who was bemused, emerged from behind her.

Astrid showed no signs of panic; instead, a calm detachment washed over her.

"Figures, you're not one to fall for tricks so easily," Astrid declared, wielding the gun in one hand while discarding the useless remote with the other.

A flicker of regret crossed her gaze as she looked at Vivienne, "Had you joined us, our victory would've been assured by now."

Vivienne's eyes sparkled with amusement, her smile broad and radiant. "Your disguise is pathetic, Mr. B."

Mr. B, now unmasked as the impostor, gave a nonchalant shrug, making no move to remove his mask, "When did you catch on?"

Vivienne pondered for a moment, "Around the time I stumbled upon Scott, perhaps?"

Vivienne then let out a derisive chuckle, "You were too naive."

Mr. B's eyebrows rose inquisitively, "Impossible. You'd never interacted with me when you blew Scott's cover!"

A laugh escaped Vivienne, "Once wasn't enough?"

Mr. B's pupils constricted, still puzzled.

Before impersonating Astrid to get close to Vivienne, Mr. B had thoroughly researched his target. With the help of Alfred, the bumbling fool, Mr. B knew every minute detail of Astrid's life - from her catchphrases to her subtlest expressions and mannerisms.

her own mother, hadn't noticed anything

met only once,

expression, Vivienne knew he still hadn't

a touch of exasperation, "Mr. Wolf, I told you they were

rubbed her head, showing empathy, "You've

we stay on task, please? This is a mission, not a time for public displays of

jaw, "That's

knitted together as she swiftly launched a silver needle

over his legs vanished, and with a thud, he knelt helplessly

me," Vivienne's eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a chilling beauty to her already enchanting

of whether it was Vivienne, Percival, or even Leopold, Mr. B stood

could easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B was aware that he would be

useless, escape was out of the question. He needed to

her hesitation, wore a subtle smirk, "Mr. B, you didn't actually think you'd get

realizing

looked at Vivienne's smug face and understood that he

message from Thomas: [Subject is secure, no poison detected,

pocketed his phone, "Leopold, take

at all times since capturing Scott. "Mr. B," Leopold taunted, " My Vivienne has a knack for phrenology. No matter how you change your appearance, you can't fool her eyes.

It all made sense.

flawless disguise,

Emerald Monastery, a disciple of the renowned Finnian, whose

shown that Vivienne did not practice phrenology, nor had she ever offered such services. So how did she discern Mr.

forcing a smile, "You've played along with my charade for

"No matter how skilled you are, you can't imitate the warmth

master's. Finnian often remarked she was

she was forbidden

had heeded her master's warning and refrained from the

possessed the ability to read bone structure, a skill unrelated to mystic arts

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