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.

had not wrecked, Anna deciphered the mystery

my analysis?”

skimmed it. “Yep, next time you encounter

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

Brody was pushing forty; how was he so

sat beside him. “Been studying

up. “Nope. Fifteen years ago, I botched an experiment, face full of it. Woke up

elixir of immortality

dosage was too low. A bit more, and

the lab, cluttered with vials

watched, pondering the potion in Brody’s hand, a new idea

“Ms. Vivienne, what

her head. “What he knows doesn’t

cue, a boom echoed from

routine to the others—there was always

them for Brody,

Vivienne got a text

news from Griffin. Miss you. Hurry

played on Vivienne’s

replied: [Miss you too. On

it all,

Oh, the drama!

…

At Griffin’s house.

Griffin, all about a new bomb, interspersed with

original concepts,

Vivienne

was open, and they

and Leopold stayed outside

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

a quick sketch of the

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

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