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."

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

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

knew Percival was

not like we haven't

students from Class Eighteen had

flashed in Percival's eyes, "I'm

"This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little

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

with fear. This fear was instinctual, an

other tightly, their

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

the silence in

narrowed as she located

eyeing the spherical dog toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing on the actual

activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down to single

were caught off guard, with no time

Percival shoved her towards the door and quickly

door,

that instant, she knew what he

planned to shield the blast with

open the damn door!" Vivienne kicked at

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

cradled the bomb in the far corner, using his body

he wanted was to buy

breath and kicked at the

Bang!

followed by a sound akin to a popping balloon.

on the floor from the

"Mr. Wolf!"

shirt torn at the chest, his hair

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