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."

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, "Mr. Wolf, what's

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

knew Percival

not like we

students from Class Eighteen had been far

flashed in Percival's eyes,

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

And if anyone wanted to take her life, they'd

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

other tightly,

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

broke the silence in

as she located the

the spherical dog toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing

supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down to single

off guard,

Percival shoved her towards the

on the door, "Percival,

that instant, she knew what he

to shield the blast with his body, buying

kicked at the lock with

TCL lab were made of top-grade

far corner, using his body as a

wanted was to buy Vivienne a few precious

and kicked at

Bang!

of smoke enveloped the office, followed by a sound akin to a popping balloon. Vivienne's mighty kick had obliterated the

rolled on the floor from the momentum, charging through the

"Mr. Wolf!"

dust, his shirt torn at the chest, his

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