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.

her own mother,

met only once, possibly see through

B's expression, Vivienne knew he still

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

her head, showing empathy, "You've worked

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

B clenched his jaw, "That's

swiftly launched

vanished, and with a thud, he knelt

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

or even Leopold, Mr. B stood no chance of

easily dodge a bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B

out of the question. He needed to wait for the right moment to

B, you didn't actually

B paused, suddenly realizing his

smug face and understood that

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his phone, "Leopold, take

to carry at all times since capturing Scott. "Mr. B," Leopold taunted, " My Vivienne has a knack for phrenology.

It all made sense.

himself on his flawless disguise, yet Vivienne had seen

of the renowned Finnian, whose

had shown that Vivienne did not practice phrenology, nor had she ever offered such services. So how did she

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

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

for phrenology exceeded even her master's. Finnian often remarked she was

of twenty-five, she was forbidden from reading fortunes,

her master's warning and

to read bone structure,

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