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 anything

met only once, possibly see

expression, Vivienne knew he

touch of exasperation,

head, showing empathy, "You've worked hard,

stay on task, please? This is a mission, not a

his jaw, "That's

she swiftly launched a silver

and with

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

of whether it was Vivienne, Percival, or even Leopold, Mr. B stood no

bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B

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

you didn't actually think you'd get

suddenly realizing his

Vivienne's smug face and understood that he had been drugged and was powerless

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

phone, "Leopold, take

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 phrenology.

It all made sense.

flawless disguise, yet Vivienne

Emerald Monastery, a disciple of the renowned Finnian, whose

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

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

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

master's.

was forbidden from

had heeded her master's warning and refrained

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

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