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.

own mother, hadn't noticed

whom he had met

Mr. B's expression, Vivienne knew he still hadn't grasped

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

her head, showing empathy, "You've worked

please? This is a

his jaw, "That's quite enough,

as she swiftly

with a thud, he knelt helplessly

speaking with Mr. Wolf, do not interrupt. It displeases me," Vivienne's eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a chilling beauty to her

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

open space, a well-trained individual could easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit

out of the question.

"Mr. B, you didn't actually think you'd

paused, suddenly realizing his

face and understood that he had been drugged and was

phone buzzed with a message from Thomas: [Subject

pocketed his phone, "Leopold,

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

It all made sense.

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

Emerald Monastery, a disciple of

phrenology, nor had she ever offered such services. So how

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

her finger, "No matter how skilled you are, you can't imitate the warmth in Astrid's eyes. The face

master's. Finnian often remarked she was a rare

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

master's warning and refrained from the

she couldn't read fortunes, Vivienne possessed the ability to read bone structure, a skill unrelated to mystic arts and solely based on

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