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 mystery of

with my analysis?” Anna

“Yep, next time you encounter a toxin like this, you’ll

Brody poring over diagrams, she commented, “I expected

was curious, too. Brody was pushing forty;

sat beside him. “Been studying anti-aging,

pen in mouth, did not look up. “Nope. Fifteen years ago, I botched an experiment, face full of it. Woke up looking like

elixir

was too low. A bit more, and

dashed into the lab, cluttered with

in Brody’s hand,

Vivienne, what does

knows doesn’t

cue, a boom echoed from the lab, followed by

the others—there was always a

jotted down some formulas, left them for Brody, and took

the way, Vivienne got a text from

news from Griffin. Miss

smile played on Vivienne’s lips,

you too. On

it all, covered

Oh, the drama!

…

At Griffin’s house.

lay before Griffin, all about a

had refined her original concepts, heightening the

and Vivienne

open, and

Leopold stayed

with three pens in her hair and in pajamas, didn’t

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

detailed data on the bomb’s explosion—blast power, range, etc. Vanguard Agency should

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