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, hadn't noticed

met

Vivienne knew he still hadn't

exasperation, "Mr. Wolf, I

rubbed her head, showing empathy, "You've worked hard,

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

jaw,

brows knitted together as she swiftly launched a

legs vanished, and with a

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

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

a well-trained individual could easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B was aware that he would be the one to suffer the

out of the question. He needed to wait

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

paused, suddenly realizing

understood that he

phone buzzed with a message from Thomas: [Subject

phone, "Leopold, take him

defenseless Mr. B, handcuffing him with the restraints he had learned to carry at all times since capturing Scott. "Mr. B," Leopold taunted, " My

It all made sense.

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

of the

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

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

are, you can't imitate the warmth in Astrid's eyes. The face reflects the

her master's. Finnian often remarked

forbidden from reading fortunes, lest she risk her

heeded her master's warning and refrained from

ability to read bone structure, a skill unrelated to mystic arts and

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