The Million-Dollar Heart

Without hesitation, Soren fed Anna the last life-saving pill, ensuring she was quickly lifted onto a stretcher.

Meanwhile, Percival and Leopold rounded up every suspicious character within sight. Regardless of their protests and cries of innocence, they took no chances, erring on the side of caution rather than risk letting a spy slip through their grasp.

Those trained in the art of espionage were highly alert and masterful actors. Their disguises were so convincing that even the sharpest detective eyes might fail to discern their true nature.

Soon, they had filled two vans with captives, and Leopold, unable to stand, slumped beside Percival on one knee.

"Hang in there, Leopold," Percival urged, supporting him with one arm to prevent him from slipping into unconsciousness.

Thomas had arrived with reinforcements, and the National Intelligence Bureau's backup had also reached the scene. The situation was finally under control, with the threat of a secondary explosion averted, and all the injured had been rushed to the hospital, including Gillian, who was now in the ICU.

By the time Soren was admitted to the hospital, he was unconscious, with shards of glass lodged perilously inside him.

Karen, who took over his care, was stunned by the severity of his injuries.

"Frost, didn't you give him a life-saving pill?" Karen knew Vivienne always carried life-saving pills for emergencies, especially for missions like these, where they were stocked in abundance.

Given Soren's critical condition, it was unthinkable that Vivienne wouldn't have administered one.

he shared them with his team. Mom, he's in

Time was of the essence, and every

and Vivienne managed to save all the injured. For those who lost their limbs from the blast, they reattached limbs that could be salvaged.

turned out to be an innocent bystander. After receiving hefty compensation from Percival, he was released. The remaining twenty-two were found with traces of ST-0, confirming their espionage without a

hundred injuries, and all members of the National Intelligence Bureau's team led by Astrid were wounded. The financial loss amounted to fifty million dollars. Fortunately, the explosion

issued a stern rebuke to its entire staff, starting with Vance, who faced

headquarters was blunt over the phone. "Listen, Vance, you either find the person primarily responsible, or you pack up and return

close proximity to the command console and were discussing the plan on the desk at the side. The others were all occupied in their corresponding positions. Thomas and

of reliable service as Percival's right hand. Plus, Thomas had always been the most sensible and cautious team leader of the three, or else Vance would not

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slowly regained consciousness. She had suffered a severe blow to the back of

by her side immediately called for a

herself. The hospital was overwhelmed, and with the ICU at capacity, even ordinary wards were in high demand.

What if something happens after I leave? I

If it's unbearable, ask a nurse for a painkiller injection, but you must leave. There are no beds left, and others are waiting. Please pack your things and leave by this afternoon. Thank you for your cooperation," the doctor replied, his patience worn thin by the

continued to argue, but the doctor ignored her and

was still watching over things in the ICU. Anna and Astrid's situation had yet