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

B's expression, Vivienne knew he still

exasperation, "Mr. Wolf, I told you they were

her head, showing empathy, "You've

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

his jaw, "That's quite

brows knitted together as she swiftly launched a silver needle

his legs vanished, and with a thud, he knelt

me," Vivienne's eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a chilling beauty to her already enchanting face. Mr. B gripped his gun tighter but knew better than to

even Leopold, Mr. B stood

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

out of the question.

didn't actually think you'd get the chance to pull the

paused, suddenly realizing

at Vivienne's smug face and understood that he

message from Thomas: [Subject is secure, no

phone, "Leopold,

Leopold stepped forward and subdued the defenseless Mr. 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

It all made sense.

on his flawless disguise, yet Vivienne had seen right

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

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

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

can't

exceeded even her master's. Finnian often remarked she was a rare

forbidden from reading

warning and refrained from

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

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