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

with my

“Yep, next time you encounter a toxin like

Brody poring over diagrams, she commented, “I expected an old

Brody was pushing forty; how was

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

eyebrow—an elixir of

The previous dosage was too low. A bit more, and the

lab,

the potion in

“Ms. Vivienne, what does he

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

echoed from the lab,

were routine to the others—there was always a few per

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

way, Vivienne got a text

Griffin. Miss

played on Vivienne’s lips, tender only for

replied: [Miss you too. On

witnessing it all, covered her

Oh, the drama!

…

At Griffin’s house.

documents lay before Griffin, all about a new

original concepts, heightening the

Vivienne arrived

was open,

and Leopold stayed outside as

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

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

more papers, said, “I need detailed data on the bomb’s explosion—blast power, range, etc. Vanguard Agency

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