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,

he had met

knew he

with a touch of exasperation, "Mr. Wolf, I told you they were no

rubbed her head, showing

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

clenched his jaw, "That's

together as she swiftly

his legs vanished, and with a thud, he

adding a chilling beauty to her already enchanting face. Mr. B gripped his gun tighter but knew better than

Leopold, Mr.

easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B was aware that he would be

the question. He needed to wait for

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

paused, suddenly realizing his fingers were

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

phone buzzed with a message from Thomas: [Subject is secure, no

phone,

taunted, " My Vivienne has a knack for phrenology. No matter how you change your appearance, you can't fool her eyes. Did you

It all made sense.

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

Monastery, a disciple of the renowned Finnian, whose greatest skill was reading

had she ever offered

along with my

her finger, "No matter how skilled you are, you can't imitate the

exceeded even her master's.

age of twenty-five, she was forbidden from reading

heeded her master's warning and refrained

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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