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,

Vivienne, whom he had met

B's expression, Vivienne knew he still hadn't

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

tenderly rubbed her head, showing empathy, "You've worked hard,

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

B clenched his jaw,

knitted together as she swiftly

with a thud,

displeases 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

Leopold, Mr. B stood

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

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

wore a subtle smirk, "Mr. B, you didn't actually think you'd

suddenly realizing

and understood that he

phone buzzed with a message from Thomas:

his phone,

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 phrenology. No

It all made sense.

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

Monastery, a disciple of the renowned Finnian,

had shown that Vivienne did not practice phrenology, nor had she ever offered such

looked up at Vivienne, forcing a smile, "You've played along with my

finger, "No matter how skilled you are, you can't imitate the warmth in Astrid's eyes. The face reflects

exceeded even her master's. Finnian often remarked

she was forbidden from reading fortunes, lest she risk her

master's warning and refrained from the

bone structure, a skill unrelated to mystic

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