The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 398

After getting Anna settled, Vivienne received another message from Matthew.

[Vivienne, Scott’s found Rowan and Ismene!]

A sly smile curled Vivienne’s ruby lips.

That Scott never did sit still. Fresh from nabbing the potion, now he was off cleaning house.

Truly a loyal hound for GTO.

Vivienne glanced up, her gaze laced with intrigue as she eyed Percival, her voice dripping with seduction, “Mr. Wolf, there’s a show worth catching. Care to join?”

Percival’s lips curved subtly as he said, “Sounds good.”

…

In a quaint village in the suburbs of Rivenwood.

Rowan and Ismene had been masquerading as locals, too scared to show their faces.

They feared not only Vivienne and Percival.

Just the name Mr. B was enough to send shivers down their spines.

Their betrayal of the organization was no secret now. If found, they were as good as dead.

They managed a farmhouse turned bed-and-breakfast, frequented by those seeking the rustic charm of country living, basically hiding in plain sight. Who would suspect that these simple farmers were assassins trained by GTO?

A sleek black SUV pulled up to the farmhouse, a reservation made days in advance.

Donning simple clothes and a straw hat, Rowan approached with a basket of apples.

“Mr. Brooks, I presume,” Rowan said, sizing up the man before him.

Indeed, it was the missing patriarch of the Brooks family, Scott.

Although in hiding, Rowan and Ismene kept abreast of city affairs – one must always be ready to flee at a moment’s notice.

surprise, the recent bed-and-breakfast

elegance in his black trench coat and finely tailored

days ago,” Scott said, his

Brooks family. After some digging, Rowan knew the Brooks family did

the house, clad in a floral blouse typical of the village women, fan in hand, and offered a naive smile, “Mr. Brooks, your room is ready. Shall we head to the beach for

nodded and followed

the doorstep, his stride halted

is quite fresh

the village,” Rowan replied

as he slowly said, “I wonder how easy it is to

reaching into the basket, but before he could

bled profusely,

situation, Ismene flicked her fan, revealing a

moment, Scott kicked her away, firing

legs flailing,

chair in the yard, meticulously cleaning

me? Forgotten

one had to be skilled not just

Scott, “You… You’re Mr.

forehead, saying, “There’s no need to dirty

then realized they had been duped; they

turned fierce, “There’s only one fate

Bang!

the end; Ismene trembled

surprise, it

a gun and a mocking smile. “Mr.

his hand where the bullet had passed

did you find me?” He

it in Percival’s pocket. She preferred her

looking down on him with disdain. “Who

Scott was taken aback.

and he was

a flash; Rowan and Ismene were escorted out as

scoffed, eyes on Vivienne. “The issues between father and

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