The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 429

Astrid eyed the laboratory entrance before her, the very threshold of a top-secret national research facility she had once infiltrated with Vivienne.

A sly grin tugged at the corner of her mouth as she pressed the button on the remote.

A gust of wind swept by, yet nothing ensued.

Disbelief etched across Astrid’s features as she jabbed the button several more times, her expression darkening with each futile attempt.

Suddenly, she whipped out a gun, spinning around with a swift motion.

Vivienne, along with Percival and Leopold who was bemused, emerged from behind her.

Astrid showed no signs of panic; instead, a calm detachment washed over her.

“Figures, you’re not one to fall for tricks so easily,” Astrid declared, wielding the gun in one hand while discarding the useless remote with the other.

A flicker of regret crossed her gaze as she looked at Vivienne, “Had you joined us, our victory would’ve been assured by now.”

Vivienne’s eyes sparkled with amusement, her smile broad and radiant. “Your disguise is pathetic, Mr. B.”

Mr. B, now unmasked as the impostor, gave a nonchalant shrug, making no move to remove his mask, “When did you catch on?”

Vivienne pondered for a moment, “Around the time I stumbled upon Scott, perhaps?”

Vivienne then let out a derisive chuckle, “You were too naive.”

Mr. B’s eyebrows rose inquisitively, “Impossible. You’d never interacted with me when you blew Scott’s cover!”

A laugh escaped Vivienne, “Once wasn’t enough?”

Mr. B’s pupils constricted, still puzzled.

Before impersonating Astrid to get close to Vivienne, Mr. B had thoroughly researched his target. With the help of Alfred, the bumbling fool, Mr. B knew every minute detail of Astrid’s life – from her catchphrases to her subtlest expressions and mannerisms.

own mother,

whom he had met only once, possibly

B’s expression, Vivienne knew he still

a touch of exasperation, “Mr. Wolf,

her head, showing empathy, “You’ve

on task, please? This is a mission, not a time for public displays of

B clenched his jaw, “That’s quite enough,

brows knitted together as she swiftly

his legs vanished, and with a thud, he knelt helplessly on the

I’m speaking with Mr. Wolf, do not interrupt. It displeases me,” Vivienne’s eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a

gun tighter but knew better than to

Leopold, Mr. B stood no

dodge a bullet. And even if hit by chance, Mr. B

the question. He needed to wait for the right moment

her hesitation, wore a subtle smirk, “Mr. B, you didn’t actually think you’d get the chance to pull the trigger, did

suddenly realizing his

at Vivienne’s smug face and understood that he had been drugged and was powerless

buzzed with a message from Thomas: [Subject is

phone, “Leopold, take

act, Leopold stepped forward and subdued the defenseless Mr. B, handcuffing him with the restraints he had learned to

B,” Leopold taunted, ” My Vivienne has a knack for phrenology. No matter how you change your appearance, you can’t fool her

B froze upon hearing

It all made sense.

had prided himself on his flawless disguise, yet

disciple of the renowned Finnian, whose

phrenology, nor had she

B looked up at Vivienne, forcing a smile, “You’ve played along with my charade

are, you can’t imitate the warmth in Astrid’s eyes. The face reflects

phrenology exceeded even her master’s. Finnian often remarked she

of twenty-five, she was forbidden from reading fortunes,

master’s warning

structure, a skill unrelated to mystic arts and

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