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."

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,

his face in her neck, inhaling

knew Percival

we

time Felix kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen had been

in

enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going to take my

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

with fear. This fear was instinctual, an innate

other tightly,

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

ticking broke the silence in the

narrowed as she located the

toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing on

supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down to

were caught off guard,

her towards the door and

pounded on the door,

knew what he intended

blast with his body, buying her time to

Vivienne kicked at

and lock of the TCL lab were made of top-grade materials,

in the far corner, using

wanted was to buy Vivienne a few precious

deep breath and kicked at the

Bang!

akin to a popping balloon. Vivienne's

the floor from the momentum, charging through the haze towards

"Mr. Wolf!"

with dust, his shirt torn at the

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