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, hadn’t noticed

could Vivienne, whom he had met only once,

expression, Vivienne knew he still

Percival with a touch of exasperation, “Mr.

head, showing empathy, “You’ve worked

stay on task, please? This is a mission, not a time

his jaw,

swiftly launched a

his legs vanished, and with a thud, he knelt

Vivienne’s eyes glinted with a cold edge, adding a chilling

gripped his gun tighter but knew better

whether it was Vivienne, Percival, or even Leopold, Mr. B

And even if hit

rendered useless, escape was out of the question. He

smirk, “Mr. B, you didn’t actually think you’d get

suddenly realizing his fingers were

understood that he had

Thomas: [Subject

his phone, “Leopold,

stepped forward and subdued the defenseless Mr. B, handcuffing him with the restraints he had learned to carry at all times

phrenology. No matter how you change your appearance, you can’t fool

B froze upon hearing

It all made sense.

prided himself on his flawless disguise, yet Vivienne had seen right through

disciple of the

extensive research had shown that Vivienne did not practice phrenology, nor had she ever offered such services. So how did she discern Mr. B’s

along with my charade for quite some time.

skilled you are, you can’t imitate the

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

she was forbidden from reading

master’s warning and refrained from the

she couldn’t read fortunes, Vivienne possessed the ability to read bone structure, a skill unrelated

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