The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 697

At the Grimshaw family's mansion.

Ever since Samantha was whisked away by that enigmatic man, she had plunged into unconsciousness.

It wasn't until nightfall that she began to stir, finally coming to.

Waking up, she was immediately hit by an all-over ache, as if she had been dismantled and poorly reassembled. Luckily, the damaged pathways within her had been expertly reconnected. As she mulled over this, the door creaked open, and a man strolled in.

Upon seeing him, Samantha flashed a smile, sultry as a siren's call. She rose to her feet and sidled up to him, her voice a soft drip of honey. "I knew you'd come for me." The man cast her a nonchalant glance, his voice sharp as ice. "Foolish!"

"I was careless this time. I didn't expect Vivienne to be so formidable. After all this time in hiding, she managed to find me." Samantha's voice was tinged with frustration.

That villa had cost her a pretty penny, fortified with barriers so sophisticated that even a master hacker might fail to pinpoint her sanctuary.

But she had overlooked one thing: Vivienne was no ordinary hacker. She was the Shadow Wolf!

A legend in the hacking world.

And her mother, Karen, was even more skilled than she.

The duo was not only evil but seemed to be at cosmic odds with Samantha herself.

The man watched her, expressionless, silent as stone.

Sensing his displeasure, Samantha purred, "With your skills, they won't find you."

A flicker of something passed through the man's eyes. He spoke, his voice deep and resonant, "When will you have what I want ready?"

"It will take time!"

His face darkened immediately.

are scouring the city for me. I can't expose myself yet. Arrange

continued to regard her in

the research direction. I'm planning an upgraded version of ST-1 with a few

it. This man was nothing like Francis, so easy to deal

the wild desire that Francis couldn't satisfy. Also, he was a

ensnaring men with her

had sampled every flavor of man but never bore a child to

man's demeanor softened slightly. He spoke coolly, "Make sure it's so. I have no

alabaster fingers tracing lightly along his jawline,

in the silk lace nightgown he had chosen for her. The neckline plunged

grace twisted upon him, and at last, he reacted. He gripped Samantha's head, his kiss fierce. She winced, not a touch

bed, his body following in a swift motion. A tempest raged within the

later,

still so enticing, and your skills... they improve, little temptress, but don't seduce me." Though Samantha was much older, in his

pleased. In time, you'll savor this

just about her face; her body had to defy age as well. Thankfully,

ninety, she appeared no more than thirty. Yet, she was not content. She yearned

and don't show your face at the Grimshaw family, or you'll

nodded, "I only want

another word, he

a carnivore, devouring

At Rivenwood

Karen, who still hadn't awakened. Willa was

Vivienne's brows

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