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,

Vivienne, whom he had met only once, possibly see

Vivienne knew he

Percival with a touch of exasperation, "Mr.

head, showing empathy,

note of seriousness, "Can we stay on task, please? This

his jaw, "That's

swiftly launched

and with a thud, he

It displeases me," Vivienne's eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a chilling beauty to her already enchanting face. Mr. B gripped his gun tighter but

or even Leopold, Mr. B stood no chance of

hit by chance, Mr.

rendered useless, escape was out of the question. He needed to wait for the right moment to

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

suddenly realizing his

understood that he had been

phone buzzed with a message from Thomas: [Subject is

phone, "Leopold, take him

to act, Leopold stepped forward and subdued the defenseless Mr. B, handcuffing him with the restraints he had learned to carry at all times since capturing Scott. "Mr. B," Leopold taunted, " My Vivienne has a knack for phrenology. No matter how you change your appearance,

It all made sense.

had prided himself on his flawless disguise, yet Vivienne had seen right through

disciple of the

did not practice phrenology, nor had she ever offered such services. So

looked up at Vivienne, forcing a smile, "You've played along with my charade for quite some time. It seems we

you can't

even her master's. Finnian often remarked she was a rare

the age of twenty-five, she was forbidden from reading

had heeded her master's warning and refrained from the

structure, a skill unrelated to mystic arts and solely based on

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255