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.

mother,

had met only once, possibly see through

expression, Vivienne knew he still hadn't

glanced at Percival with a touch of exasperation, "Mr. Wolf, I told you

showing

interjected with a note of seriousness, "Can we stay on task, please? This is a mission,

B clenched his jaw, "That's

together as she swiftly launched a silver needle from her

vanished, and with a thud,

Vivienne's eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a chilling beauty to her already enchanting face. Mr. B gripped

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

a well-trained individual could easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit by

the question. He needed to wait for the right

a subtle smirk, "Mr. B, you didn't actually think you'd get the chance to pull

paused, suddenly realizing his fingers

smug face and understood that he had been drugged and

with a message from Thomas: [Subject is

pocketed his phone, "Leopold, take him

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. Did you really think you were flawless?" Mr. B froze upon hearing

It all made sense.

flawless disguise, yet Vivienne

Emerald Monastery, a disciple of

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

played along with my charade for quite some

can't imitate

even her master's. Finnian often remarked

age of twenty-five, she was forbidden from reading fortunes, lest

master's warning and refrained from

fortunes, Vivienne possessed the ability to read bone structure, a skill unrelated to mystic arts and solely based on

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