The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 433

This bomb was nothing like the cutting-edge devices they'd encountered before.

This time, it was more intricate, more cunning, with an arrangement that was both deceptive and, upon closer inspection, almost childish.

Yes, that was the word-childish.

Atop the delicate balance lay a common spherical dog toy, the kind that shouldn't be nudged in the slightest. A mere touch could set the whole thing off.

But who the heck puts a dog toy on a bomb? Especially one that squeaks.

"Vivienne, what's the situation in there?" Percival could only peer through the crack in the door, unable to see the full picture.

Vivienne held a pair of scissors in her hands, the familiar sight of the wiring giving her a sense of déjà vu.

Percival, getting no response, called out again, "Vivienne?"

Vivienne shook the scissors, "All good."

She got down on her knees, scanning the rainbow of wires before snipping one decisively.

Tick!

The toy fell off the balance, rolling across the floor and ending up under the desk with a soft thunk.

"Come on in," Vivienne said, placing the scissors on the table.

The bomb wasn't inherently difficult; it just appeared dazzlingly complex. In reality, it was still the red wire.

Percival entered, realizing he was sweating bullets. He had defused a thirty-second countdown bomb in his heyday without breaking a sweat, but this had unnerved him.

It wasn't until he heard Vivienne's voice that he understood just how frightened he'd been.

"It's not a new type of bomb, just an ordinary one with a fancy setup. Looks tough, but it's just a smoke and mirrors act."

at Percival, noticing the seriousness in his eyes and subconsciously suppressing a smirk. She looped her arms around Percival's neck, her alluring gaze warming him like the first ray

her into an embrace, burying his face in

Percival

like we

kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen had

in

your fault." Vivienne gently patted his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going to take my

that Vivienne was the most intelligent woman on earth. And if anyone wanted to take her life, they'd

in danger, his belief wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual, an

each other tightly,

Tick-tock... tick-tock...

ticking broke the silence in

eyes narrowed as she located the

crouched down, eyeing the spherical dog toy beneath the

bomb activated a countdown,

were caught off guard, with no time

Percival shoved her towards the door and quickly locked the office

door, "Percival, open up, OPEN

that instant, she knew what he intended

to shield the blast with his body, buying her time

kicked at the lock with all her

TCL lab were

the bomb in the far corner, using his

he wanted was to buy Vivienne

deep breath and kicked at the door with all her

Bang!

enveloped the office, followed by a sound akin

rolled on the floor from the momentum, charging through the haze towards

"Mr. Wolf!"

with dust, his shirt torn at the chest, his

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