The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 494

Vivienne looked pale as a ghost.

Clearly, it was time to fast-track the development of the new bomb detector. They could not afford another incident like this.

But Imogen’s face was a tapestry of tension, and Vivienne noticed.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

Imogen shook her head, troubled. “No, there should be thirty-one… Yesterday, he found one…”

She reached up, touching the headband nestled in her hair—a gift from her beloved, cherished more than gold. Just yesterday, he had whispered to her with undying affection, “Your hair is your crowning glory, love. With this, you’re even more radiant.”

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Three seconds remained.

Tears welled in her eyes as she dashed out of the Ellington Mansion.

Vivienne and Percival had no time to react before a deafening explosion shook the air.

When the smoke cleared, only a shattered necklace remained on the ground. It was the token Richard had given to Imogen, a symbol of her acceptance into the Ellington family.

The bomb’s force had vaporized Imogen instantly, like a plane plummeting from the sky, obliterating everything in its path.

Vivienne and Percival were frozen. If Imogen had not acted on her instincts, they, too, would have been reduced to nothing.

Not far away, in a parked car, Isolde burst into tears. She had watched her beloved aunt vanish, her waterfall of hair gone without a trace.

Cecilia nestled into her husband’s embrace.

Out of all Flynn’s sins, Imogen was the most tragic victim—a solitary girl who vanished from existence without a last word, as if she had never been.

Vivienne stepped outside; the air still held a tinge of fire powder. She picked up the unrecognizable necklace and wiped it clean with her hands.

exited the car, addressing Percival, “We owe her a

drawing Vivienne close, comforting her with a

Agency’s special squad cleared the Ellington Mansion and raided Flynn’s room, taking away all related

herself, Vivienne entered

untouched. The bed

she noticed a hair entangled in a button of Flynn’s pajama

hair, holding it between her fingers. Suddenly, her expression

the strand, something

approached, concerned at her uneasy

her own hairs and placed both strands in his hand. “Feel these. Notice anything

the hairs,

hair from Flynn’s pajama was

…

Elsewhere in Rivenwood.

her neck before

it was time to leave Rivenwood

Percival, we’ll meet again

they been there, they would have recognized her as Imogen, supposedly

Meanwhile.

body was nowhere to

to pursue the allegedly deceased Imogen. But she could not risk exposure with a traitor still lurking

trace of Imogen in

“But Vivienne, isn’t Imogen

stern face,

Vivienne’s brows knitted together.

identity within GTO and her connection to F-Poison remained a mystery—perhaps someone

had hidden her identity

the secret of Imogen’s feigned

person they saw and the bomb that exploded were real,

projector on the Ellington Mansion’s gate.

with smoke from the bomb to create a brief visual

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