The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 490

Vivienne's icy gaze locked onto Micah across the room, her eyes sharp and piercing with an almost palpable intensity.

Micah remained silent for a few heartbeats before switching off the intercom.

The voice that had been calling his name fell abruptly silent.

"I need to know," Micah's voice cut through the tension. "Do you have a solid plan to extract Percival safely?"

In that instant, an almost spectral aura of authority emanated from Micah, a remnant of the times he had battled through the most harrowing situations.

Thomas and Leopold, standing nearby, were momentarily taken aback.

Micah had been their drill instructor back in the day. Since becoming the deputy director, the formidable presence he once commanded seemed to have diminished. They had all assumed that Micah was past his prime, a paper pusher with graying hair.

But they were wrong. He had merely cloaked his ferocity beneath a guise of geniality, letting the years mellow his exterior.

Vivienne's gaze never wavered from Micah, shadows flickering in her eyes as she spoke with a gravity that brooked no argument, "Percival is the love of my life."

That single declaration held more weight than any promise could.

"He's the love of my life. How could I possibly leave him to face danger alone?"

Hearing Vivienne's resolute and unequivocal statement, Micah turned to issue orders, "Leopold, take Vivienne to the coordinates. Thomas, get to Soren immediately and have him report the mine's internal status!"

"No need," Vivienne interjected, pulling up a satellite map on her tablet. It showed the interior of the mine with a faint red dot marking Percival's location.

Hovering near Vivienne, Thomas voiced his concern, "Ma'am, the air is thin inside the mine. We don't know how much oxygen the captain has left, and we can't reach him."

Vivienne understood the urgency. "Does he have his headset?"

"He does, but we've lost contact. It seems a signal jammer is at play inside. No telling how long he can hold out," Leopold added quickly.

"As long as he has it," Vivienne said, retrieving a device resembling a Bluetooth speaker from Griffin's gearbox and connecting it to a laptop screen.

As soon as she activated it, all the headsets of the Vanguard Agency agents in the vicinity lost their signals.

Even the command vehicle where Micah sat was suddenly bereft of any communication.

"What's going on? Another virus?" Micah asked, bewildered.

"No." Vivienne typed in a sequence of codes, and a prompt appeared on the laptop screen. "Leopold, what's Mr. Wolf's public channel code?"

"0001."

Vivienne entered the code, and a faint sound of breathing immediately came through the speaker.

Everyone was startled, and Micah looked at Vivienne incredulously, at a loss for what had happened.

Vivienne put on a headset and said, "Mr. Wolf, can you hear me?"

After a brief pause, a voice came through, "Vivienne?"

"Holy smokes, it's Percival!" Leopold exclaimed, "Vivienne, you're a miracle worker!"

Micah, too, grasped the principle behind Vivienne's communication with Percival.

She had redirected all communication signals to focus solely on her and Percival's devices, turning the Bluetooth speaker into a targeted signal transmitter.

By inputting Percival's code, she could funnel all communication directly to the disconnected headset.

Micah's look of admiration towards Vivienne deepened.

give me your exact position and surroundings. I need precise details," Vivienne demanded, staring at the satellite feed on her laptop, which was not entirely accurate. She could only devise an effective rescue

shelter within the mine. There's some air left here, and I found a cave for cover, but I'm not sure how long it will hold. I've got

his location based

which was hardly

unknown-they

to blast directly above Percival's position, it

with concern. "Mr. Wolf, can

extraction, she had to aim to

voice came through with a chuckle. "If you're waiting for me outside, I can hold out for

to the mine's depth when

contain himself, shouting at the speaker, "Conserve your strength,

was stern, "Mr. Wolf, don't speak unless

movement, then settling back into stillness, "Vivienne, I love you." Vivienne bit her lower lip, feeling a surge of emotion as she replied firmly

quickly set charges at the

passage, they must blast

this was

in an already unstable mine was akin

and potent than traditional explosives, resembling grenades but packing a punch far beyond the

set them apart was their precision. Carefully calculated placement allowed control over the blast radius, which was essential for

like a deck of cards-sometimes, a handful could make a minimal impact, and other times, the

all came down to how you played

was anything but certain. "Vivienne," she cautioned, "the 'Morning

moniker Griffin had

layout, not a flicker of doubt in her

for another. Once

whose heart was in his throat, but if Vivienne believed

firm nod, placing all

that, Griffin

explosions ripped through the air, kicking up a billowing cloud

the dust finally settled, Leopold peered into

held their breath in

got a hole five

relief swept over the

was a delicate matter. Using heavy machinery like excavators could have easily triggered a collapse, particularly in Weststart

ensure the stability of the mine's interior and break through the blocked entrance, saving precious time

rallied the troops. "Follow my

Vanguard Agency's special squad began to clear

to haul

already crunching numbers for the

His crow's feet crinkled in a mixture

to himself, "your daughter

on his cane, and dialed Rivenwood's headquarters to ensure the

days of non-stop rescue operations would wear anybody out. Only with a solid

one of the communication officers said, holding out Micah's relentlessly buzzing

glanced at it and said,

"Yes, sir!"

family was in

no word from Vivienne or Thomas, the entire family was on

just received those threatening letters with knives, and now we can't reach either of them. What are we

must be tied up with

his reassuring words, Flynn was

was that Percival was slated to debut as the Ellington family's heir the next day,

that demanded Percival's presence. With no idea of his

the fallout and quell the speculation about Percival

lip in hesitation. "Dad, are you sure that's appropriate?

do it. When Percival returns, he can handle the rest. End of

at Richard. "Richard, I'm concerned

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