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."

around Percival's neck, her alluring

embrace, burying his face in her neck, inhaling her reassuring

Percival was

we haven't

kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen

in

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

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

wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual, an

held each other tightly,

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

broke the

narrowed as she located

the desk. It was now pressing on the actual bomb

supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down

caught off guard, with no time to

shoved her towards the door and

the door,

knew

shield the blast with his

kicked at the lock with

TCL lab were made of top-grade materials,

far corner, using his body as a

wanted was to buy Vivienne a few precious

kicked at the door with

Bang!

akin to a popping balloon. Vivienne's

the momentum, charging through the

"Mr. Wolf!"

was smeared with dust, his shirt torn at the chest,

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