The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 452

Brody snorted coldly at Vivienne. "Just you wait. I'll concoct a poison that makes yours look like cherry soda, and you won't even know what hit you when you're lying six feet under!" Without missing a beat, Brian's hand connected with a resounding smack to the back of Brody's head. "What's with that tone? You talking to Vivienne like that? Looking for a knuckle sandwich?" "You already gave me one!" Brody roared back.

Brian, unimpressed, hoisted Brody up by his collar and started fiddling with his face, poking and prodding. "Your face is quite real, isn't it?"

Right now, Brody was tied up tighter than a Thanksgiving turkey, unable to make any moves, much less poison anyone. His sharp tongue was about the only weapon he had left.

Seizing a moment of distraction, Brody sank his teeth into Brian's finger. "This is my real face!"

Instantly, Brian's finger started to turn a shade of purple as vivid as a ripe eggplant.

Vivienne casually dusted some powder on Brian's hand, then looked at Brody. "You're quite the spring chicken."

She had to admit Brody's disguise was top-notch.

Back in the loony bin, she had not even realized he was in disguise.

She had truly thought that the nerdy loser look was Brody's actual face.

Tsk.

She had underestimated her adversary.

"The secret's in the moisturizer!" Brody panted, plopping onto the floor. "Brian, cut me loose. I'm a small fry, really. I've got bigger fish for you."

Brian's interest was piqued, poison forgotten. "Bigger fish? Who?"

Brody wiggled a bit. "Untie me first."

"Spill first," Brian retorted, unmoved.

Brody took a deep breath, feeling like a caged lion taunted by mutts.

"Ever heard of GTO? They've got a second-in-command, who goes by Mr. B. I've seen her. The bounty on her head..."

times yours!" Brian's eyes might as well have turned into dollar signs as

face, a visage not even the likes of Quincy

around. "She's a dame,

Brian nodded eagerly. "And?"

loose, then I'll spill

confidence swelled again. "Believe me, I'll let Vivienne here poison you

threat. "Do it. Poison me. Then, say goodbye to Mr. B's bounty,

was at a

Mr. B's bounty - which would be a

world, looks did not matter; high bounties were

dilemma brought a smirk to Brody's face.

was not one to let

would he

a fiddle, then stepped forward with a smile, retrieving a potion

of anguish as he watched his pilfered potion taken

research and protection from Brian's

had spoken, not even his

warily. "You'd do

Mr. B looks like, and I'll make

seen Mr. B and could potentially spill the

was not about to let this

could not believe

secrets of this potion. Your expertise isn't just in poisons. If you wanted to create antidotes, you'd do it with ease. Even this potion, I've been at it for ages with

it

scarcely believe that his long-time rival was actually showing him

How could that be?

me find the antidote for this potion, my

right now!" And so,

hear was her saying how much

Specter Healer? He would be a fool to

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