The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne locked eyes with Astrid.

There was no denying it, Astrid was stunning. She really had inherited all of Cordelia's best features.

Vivienne chuckled softly, "No need to be so formal with me, we're family."

She had uttered those words many times before, but this time, it came from the heart.

This Astrid was the one she should truly call Sister.

Astrid felt a rush of emotion. She had, in fact, used her clearance to dig into Vivienne's past. After all, showing up after years away and causing such a stir in the Brooks family raised suspicions. Yet, she found nothing.

Vivienne was an enigma, the more Astrid delved, the deeper she sank.

So, when they first met, Astrid had her guard up.

Later, after Vivienne's visit to Rivenwood, the Brooks family invited them for a family reunion. It was then Astrid received a classified tip.

Alfred was a spy from a rival organization! Just when she was about to arrest Alfred, Mr. B appeared.

Collaborating with Alfred, Mr. B kidnapped her, and she had been in captivity ever since.

Each day, they injected her with a sedative that kept her unconscious for long periods, obscuring any knowledge of the outside world.

On the rare occasions she was lucid, she found herself tossed in the trunk of a car, unable to discern much else.

Vivienne passed a peeled apple to Astrid, "While you were missing, Mr. B impersonated you around us. But don't worry, he didn't get anywhere near the core of your work, and Alfred didn't manage to steal any intel."

Indeed, Astrid was an agent working on classified national projects, which meant she couldn't spend much time with Cordelia. Every leave request meant paperwork, waiting for notifications, and getting signatures from top to bottom.

superiors were strict, rarely approving family visits. Initially,

personal life separate. She wouldn't even discuss the news with Alfred, let alone work matters, leaving him clueless about the information he

while he used the impostor

meeting. Meanwhile, Astrid's organization had been quietly informed

didn't care much, his sole objective being to get close to Vivienne and bring her to a lab for GTO to experiment with

played along with Mr. B, pretending to be duped while

was not easy to handle. Instead of using GTO's resources, he partnered

always dealt in shady transactions for profit, but she

for the fact that Astrid was Vivienne's sister, she wouldn't

the Ellington Group, Fiona had orchestrated Astrid's transport across various vehicles, following no discernible pattern, making it difficult for anyone

it challenging for anyone to readily trace or uncover

from the Ellington Group, she no longer had the transportation means to move Astrid, forcing her to use

out the general route, and Thomas blocked the vehicles

daring to make a scene,

exit from the

relief. Her work was vital to national security, and it could not fall into

protecting national secrets. I'll recommend you for the highest medal of honor. Without you, who knows what crisis our nation

burst into laughter, "I didn't do it for the country; I just wanted to save you. As for

symbol of the highest honor, coveted even among their

And Vivienne wasn't interested!

curved her lips into a smile. She truly didn't care for it. Her mother had plenty, Percival had his share, and she was tired of seeing them around. In a family, not everyone needs a medal of honor. If Leopold were here,

I can't have

"Scram!

"You're picking up Percival's

interjected, "What did you