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.

to their surprise, the recent

trench coat and finely tailored suit, which only accentuated his gentle

Scott said, his voice as

family. After some digging, Rowan knew the Brooks family did not possess the potion. Even if

blouse typical of the village women, fan in hand, and offered a naive smile, “Mr. Brooks, your room is ready. Shall

and

the doorstep, his stride halted

is

the village,” Rowan replied with

darkening as he slowly said, “I wonder how easy

hand already reaching into the basket, but before he could draw his weapon, Scott had pulled the

bled profusely, though he managed to dodge in

the situation, Ismene flicked her fan, revealing a

moment, Scott kicked her

fell, legs flailing, unable

in the yard, meticulously cleaning

you could ambush me? Forgotten who trained you

skilled not just in ability but also in the

gaped at Scott,

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

they had been duped; they

“There’s only one fate for

Bang!

braced for the end; Ismene trembled

it was Scott

strolled in with a gun and a

hand where the bullet

you find me?” He asked

twirled the gun in her hand, then stashed it in Percival’s pocket. She

approached Scott, looking down on him with disdain. “Who do you think tipped you off

Scott was taken aback.

fishing, and

a flash; Rowan and Ismene were escorted out as

issues between

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