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

had met only

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

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

tenderly rubbed her head, showing

of seriousness, "Can we stay on task, please? This is a mission, not a time

his jaw,

she swiftly launched a silver needle

and with a thud, he knelt helplessly on the

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

Percival, or even Leopold,

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

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

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

realizing his

at Vivienne's smug face and understood that

Thomas: [Subject is secure,

his phone, "Leopold, take him

had learned to carry at all times since capturing Scott. "Mr. B," Leopold taunted, " My Vivienne has

It all made sense.

on his flawless disguise,

Monastery, a disciple of the

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

a smile, "You've played along with my charade for quite some time. It seems we must refine our art

you can't imitate the warmth in Astrid's eyes. The

exceeded even her master's.

she was forbidden from reading fortunes, lest she

had heeded her master's warning and

couldn't read fortunes, Vivienne possessed the ability to read bone structure, a skill unrelated

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