The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 433

This bomb was nothing like the cutting-edge devices they’d encountered before.

This time, it was more intricate, more cunning, with an arrangement that was both deceptive and, upon closer inspection, almost childish.

Yes, that was the word—childish.

Atop the delicate balance lay a common spherical dog toy, the kind that shouldn’t be nudged in the slightest. A mere touch could set the whole thing off.

But who the heck puts a dog toy on a bomb? Especially one that squeaks.

“Vivienne, what’s the situation in there?” Percival could only peer through the crack in the door, unable to see the full picture.

Vivienne held a pair of scissors in her hands, the familiar sight of the wiring giving her a sense of déjà vu.

Percival, getting no response, called out again, “Vivienne?”

Vivienne shook the scissors, “All good.”

She got down on her knees, scanning the rainbow of wires before snipping one decisively.

Tick!

The toy fell off the balance, rolling across the floor and ending up under the desk with a soft thunk.

“Come on in,” Vivienne said, placing the scissors on the table.

The bomb wasn’t inherently difficult; it just appeared dazzlingly complex. In reality, it was still the red wire.

Percival entered, realizing he was sweating bullets. He had defused a thirty-second countdown bomb in his heyday without breaking a sweat, but this had unnerved him.

It wasn’t until he heard Vivienne’s voice that he understood just how frightened he’d been.

“It’s not a new type of bomb, just an ordinary one with a fancy setup. Looks tough, but it’s just a smoke and mirrors act.”

his eyes and subconsciously suppressing a smirk. She looped her arms around Percival’s neck, her alluring gaze warming

into an embrace, burying his face in her neck, inhaling

Percival

we haven’t been

students from Class Eighteen had been far more

in Percival’s eyes,

the enemy’s tactic. I’ve defused it, and

on earth. And if anyone wanted to take her

truly in danger, his belief wavered with fear. This fear was

tightly, their heartbeats

Tick-tock… tick-tock…

broke the

narrowed as

dog toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing

activated a countdown, rapidly ticking

were caught off

shoved her towards the

pounded on the door, “Percival,

instant, she knew what

planned to shield the blast with his body, buying

kicked at the lock with all

of the TCL lab were made of top-grade materials, impervious

in the far corner, using his body as a

was to buy Vivienne a few precious

deep breath and kicked

Bang!

by a sound akin to

rolled on the floor from the momentum, charging through

“Mr. Wolf!”

was smeared with dust, his shirt torn at the chest, his hair sticking up in

looked downright comical for the first

Yes, comical.

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