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."

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 of sun on a winter's day,

pulled her into an embrace, burying his face in her neck, inhaling

Percival was

like we haven't been

kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen had been

chill flashed in

his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going

well that Vivienne was the most intelligent woman on earth. And if anyone wanted

when Vivienne was truly in danger, his belief wavered with

held each other tightly, their

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

broke the silence in

as she located

toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing on the actual

activated a countdown, rapidly ticking

Vivienne and Percival were caught off guard, with

get out!" Percival shoved her towards the door and quickly locked the office behind

pounded on the door, "Percival,

knew what he intended

with his body, buying her

Vivienne kicked

door and lock of the TCL lab were made of

the far corner, using his body as a

he wanted was to buy Vivienne a

breath and kicked at the door with

Bang!

a sound akin

floor from the momentum, charging through

"Mr. Wolf!"

with dust, his shirt torn at the chest, his hair sticking up in

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