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.

equipment Brian and Brody had not wrecked, Anna deciphered

am I right with my analysis?” Anna handed her report

you encounter a toxin like this, you’ll

of relief. Noticing Brody poring over diagrams, she commented, “I expected an old man, at

too. Brody was pushing

beside him.

not look up. “Nope. Fifteen years ago, I botched an experiment, face full of it. Woke up

eyebrow—an elixir of

dosage was too low. A bit more, and

lab, cluttered

the potion in Brody’s hand,

clueless, asked, “Ms. Vivienne, what does he

knows doesn’t

a boom echoed from

to the others—there was always a few

down some formulas, left them for Brody, and took

way, Vivienne got a text

from Griffin. Miss you. Hurry

smile played on Vivienne’s

you too. On my

witnessing it all, covered her

Oh, the drama!

…

At Griffin’s house.

all about a new bomb, interspersed

had refined her original concepts,

and Vivienne arrived

was open, and they

Leopold stayed

in pajamas, didn’t look up. “This is what

papers—classic weapons expert work, a quick sketch of

said, “I need detailed data on the bomb’s explosion—blast power,

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