The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Scott’s normally stern face took on an even more sinister cast as he glared at Vivienne.

“When did you figure it out?” he asked, his voice deep and heavy with accusation.

He had always suspected that Vivienne would uncover his true identity, but he had not anticipated her discovery would come so swiftly.

Perhaps it was not today. Maybe she had known for quite some time, watching him like a court jester, smiling sweetly as he played his part, likely mocking him silently all the while.

“Let me think…” Vivienne propped her chin in her hand, feigning deep recollection. “I’d say it was around the time Rowan and Ismene disguised themselves as my foster parents.”

Scott felt his heart tighten, realizing she had known for longer than he thought.

Clearly, he had underestimated Vivienne.

Like mother, like daughter.

As the saying goes, a viper never gives birth to a dove.

“So, you didn’t come back to the Brooks family to find your biological father but to avenge your mother?” Scott’s voice was a low growl.

Vivienne’s lips curved slightly, but she remained silent.

Scott paused for a moment, then spoke again. “Since you know everything, you must also understand that I didn’t kill your mother.”

He had fallen for Karen at first sight, a love so sudden and all-consuming.

But he knew they would never have a future together.

When he discovered Karen was ‘Lark’, he knew his feelings would dissipate like mist. Because he was Scott, the high-ranking agent of GTO, the only person apart from the boss who knew the true face of Mr. B.

GTO was his allegiance, and Lark was its arch-nemesis.

For three years, he and Karen explored every nook of Rivenwood’s flower fields, witnessing the world’s most beautiful vistas together.

would be forever, just like an everlasting

her intentions were as impure

decision to use Paula as a

Because it was

to his

she vanished, she used his identity to eliminate over a hundred

recognized him all along. She had stayed silent, biding her time until she could expose his undercover agents, and then

could not tell if he felt relief

knew he would

was absolutely certain

Arabella was not his child, yet he played

bed that night, and the sheets bore the signs of a lover’s tryst, he knew nothing had actually happened

man and so

to rest

a genetic match between him and Vivienne, he found solace, repeatedly convincing

Frostfire Intelligence Agency came back positive: Vivienne was

almost believed it, believed that he

now, he knew someone would always shatter his

Vivienne knew precisely what he

know you didn’t kill my mother. What does it matter? Mr. Brooks, have you never thought

Scott remained silent.

disdain and mockery, “So, spare me the act of deep affection. You’re really quite

was like a dagger, piercing Scott with

of silence, he said, “You didn’t come here just to talk about

“Why don’t you introduce me

rejected the idea

him. He would

anticipated

released an odorless gas that shot

clutching at his neck, his eyes wide with disbelief as