The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne’s mind was clear.

Having Anna by her side was a blessing in disguise; they could fulfill their mothers’ last wishes together.

Vivienne took Anna on a tour of the lab, and Anna’s eyes sparkled with growing excitement. She had heard tales from her mother about these experiments since she was a child, and now, armed with her current medical knowledge, she was eager to dive in.

Just then, Rex emerged with a new research report in hand. Spotting Vivienne, he made a beeline for her, inadvertently edging Anna aside. “I think we need to pivot here; the methodology is off, don’t you think?”

Vivienne was taken aback by Rex’s swift progress, having made so many advances in just half an hour.

“Right,” Vivienne said, taking the report from Rex, and they began to hash out the future direction of their research. They were remarkably in sync on several points.

However, Rex’s focus leaned towards studying the toxicity of potions.

Their discussion was animated, and while Anna could follow along at first, she soon found herself lost in the technicalities.

She stepped back, no longer wanting to interrupt, and waited for Vivienne.

Anna glanced over at Percival, who was waiting off to the side with a nonchalant look on his face, and she was slightly surprised.

Percival did not seem jealous of the handsome man getting cozy with Vivienne. She remembered distinctly how Percival had reacted to Aaron before—his face dark as coal when he closed the car window.

Fiddling with Vivienne’s phone, Percival caught Anna’s gaze and looked up indifferently as if to say, “Of course.”

He was not the jealous type.

Vivienne was at work, handling serious business. Her work was far more critical than any fleeting jealousy. He was not a green-eyed monster.

Leopold snorted from the driver’s seat, “As if you’re not the jealous type. I’d eat my hat!”

Thomas chimed in, “Hard to disagree.”

with Rex, the sky was

for today,” Vivienne said as she set

Anna, “Did you catch all

I’m unclear

her

better than to keep Vivienne from

Rex’s face as Vivienne’s silhouette receded. He grasped the report tightly, changed into

interface—everything had been switched to various images of Mr. Wolf in combat gear, training, and during

Mr. Wolf had

had been so eager to get

at the phone, Percival’s lips curled as he said

Vivienne was speechless.

he was not the

“Vivienne, we’ve got

phone and leaned on Percival’s

maneuvered closer to their tail, but in a blink, the pursuer

pros,”

Vivienne, I

Percival gave Leopold a scornful look. It was embarrassing

coolly. “They’re pros,

have Vivienne’s support!” Leopold argued,

Vivienne was the best!

do need work. It’s

Leopold was instantly deflated.

the tail’s gone. Where to?” Leopold’s

they had enough left, “Let’s go

had planned to visit Scott today

was the sole occupant of Vanguard Agency’s secret prison, a form of

outside while Vivienne and Percival entered. Scott was sitting in a chair, lost in thought, hooked up to a heart rate monitor, seemingly in another