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.

the equipment Brian and Brody had not wrecked, Anna deciphered the mystery of iced

I right with my

time you encounter a

poring over diagrams, she commented, “I expected an old man, at

was curious, too. Brody was pushing forty; how was

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

raised an eyebrow—an elixir of immortality by

The previous dosage was too low. A bit

lab, cluttered

potion in Brody’s hand,

“Ms. Vivienne, what does he

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

from the

were routine to the others—there was always a few

left them for

Vivienne got a

news from Griffin. Miss you. Hurry

smile played on Vivienne’s lips, tender only for

you too. On

it all,

Oh, the drama!

…

At Griffin’s house.

of documents lay before Griffin, all about a new bomb, interspersed with her

had refined her original concepts, heightening

and Vivienne

was open, and they

Leopold stayed outside as

with three pens in her hair and in pajamas, didn’t look up. “This is what I’ve figured

weapons expert work, a quick sketch

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

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