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.

Cordelia, her own mother, hadn't noticed

could Vivienne, whom he had met only

Mr. B's expression, Vivienne knew he

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

head, showing

stay on task, please? This is

B clenched his jaw, "That's

together as she swiftly launched

vanished, and with a thud, he knelt helplessly

edge, adding a chilling beauty to her already enchanting face. Mr.

or even Leopold,

well-trained individual could easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B was aware

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

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

realizing his fingers were

looked at Vivienne's smug face and understood that he had been drugged and

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

pocketed his phone, "Leopold,

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.

It all made sense.

had prided himself on his flawless disguise,

Emerald Monastery, a disciple of the renowned Finnian,

she ever offered such services. So how did she discern Mr. B's true

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

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

master's.

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

her master's warning and refrained

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

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