The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 382

Scott was Mr. B’s double, and no one but the head of the GTO could locate him.

So, of course, he could not just drop dead that easily.

Besides, would death not be too kind?

If it had not been for him, would her mother have been hunted down all those years ago?

For years, Scott had been playing the part of a lovelorn soul to the outside world, claiming he could not find Karen and swore to bachelorhood.

But aside from the few peaceful years Karen spent by Dorian’s side, was it not the GTO that kept sending goons after her?

Scott was a member of the GTO, and Vivienne’s mother’s death had his fingerprints all over it.

But that score would be settled later.

Suddenly, Vivienne caught the scent of strawberry shortcake.

She opened her eyes, slightly stunned.

There was an actual strawberry shortcake!

“Mr. Wolf, I just adore you,” She said, wrapping her arms around Percival’s neck, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Percival looked at Vivienne holding the strawberry shortcake like it was a treasure and could not help feeling a bit helpless.

Did she really like him?

It was clear as day; she was smitten by the shortcake!

Percival, reduced to less than a piece of cake in making his wife happy.

If word got out, it would be the joke of the century!

But, oh well.

He knew his place all along, and it was definitely below a slice of strawberry shortcake.

Percival leaned his head on Vivienne’s shoulder, his deep, well-like eyes surprisingly showing a hint of hurt.

Vivienne blinked back her pain, scooped up a spoonful of the strawberry shortcake, and brought it to Percival’s lips. “Just one bite, no more!”

This was the strawberry shortcake. She could not bear to part with even a single spoonful!

Percival was speechless.

All right then!

sure, he ranked below a

considered

from this world

shortcake, then leaned back against Percival,

over her, watching her sleeping face,

shortcake this way was indeed the

smiled slightly and suddenly pulled Percival’s neck down, pressing him firmly to

all, would be best when it was

His little lady

would not mind another

was not him being

Absolutely not!

Percival leaned in once more, claiming her

Thomas was on pins and needles; he had never felt the Lincoln’s

with his

“Beep!”

for a message,

cleared his throat. “Percival, the target

smell of strawberry shortcake mixed with

glanced in

the two of them were sitting

the

“Pursue.”

single word from Percival, his gaze lingered on Vivienne’s slightly

Meanwhile, Vivienne’s phone buzzed.

It was Draven.

the target has

at how impatient the

enough, the black Lincoln stopped in a secluded area on the outskirts of

surrounded. I guarantee not

voice instantly reached the ears of all the operatives within a

Agency and an

close, Percival blocked

“Stay back, Husky.”

was at a

Vanguard Agency operatives, Leopold dared not make a move or would be mobbed, even though he was a mid-level leader

right,” Leopold gritted his teeth, offering a begrudging

already suited up, ready for

Vivienne was about to speak, Percival said,

an eyebrow. “Maybe I

course.” Percival checked his gun and holstered it at his waist. “You sit here and command

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