The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 453

Brian tucked away Mr. B’s portrait. Despite having a target worth ten times more than Brody’s, losing the cash hurt, no matter how he sliced it.

But Brody was already buried in the schematics of a potion, oblivious to the ruins around him.

His sole focus was concocting the antidote to make the Specter Healer concede defeat.

“Vivienne, he isn’t faking it, is he?” Brian asked, uneasy.

If Brody bolted again, finding him again would not be a walk in the park.

Vivienne’s lips curved slightly. “No chance.”

Brody was obsessed with medicine; once hooked, it was tough to pull him out.

His greatest adversary was her.

He had spent half his life trying to best her.

Now, why would he not be thrilled with a golden opportunity and Brian out of his hair?

Furthermore, staying put meant he could concentrate totally on his research.

Brian sighed. “Vivienne, what about my money?”

Vivienne glanced at him. “After all this, you’ll get Brody’s bounty.”

Money, money, money. Were all her associates so greedy?

Brian chuckled. “Alright, Vivienne, I’m off the…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Vivienne kicked him into the lab. “Clean this mess first!”

Brian scratched his head. No escaping it, after all.

and Brody had not wrecked, Anna deciphered the

with my analysis?”

encounter

commented, “I expected an old man, at least middle-aged,

Brody was pushing forty; how was he

beside him. “Been studying

ago, I botched an experiment, face full of

an eyebrow—an elixir of immortality

was too low. A bit more, and the potion

lab,

in Brody’s hand, a

asked, “Ms. Vivienne, what

shook her head. “What he knows doesn’t matter, but his test tube’s

from the lab, followed by Brody’s

the others—there

some formulas, left them for Brody, and took

Vivienne got a text from

Griffin. Miss you.

smile played on Vivienne’s lips, tender

you too.

all, covered her

Oh, the drama!

…

At Griffin’s house.

about a new bomb,

original concepts,

and Vivienne arrived

was open, and they

and Leopold stayed outside

three pens in her hair and in pajamas, didn’t look up. “This

skimmed the papers—classic weapons expert work, a quick sketch of

the bomb’s explosion—blast power, range,

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