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.

owe her a dignified farewell. The Ellington family failed

close, comforting her with a

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

Vivienne

nightstand, everything untouched. The bed was made to perfection, two sets of clean

entangled in a

it between her fingers. Suddenly, her

strand,

Percival approached, concerned at her

both strands in his hand. “Feel

the hairs,

hair from Flynn’s pajama was

…

Elsewhere in Rivenwood.

headquarters, stretching her neck before firing

captured, it was time to leave Rivenwood

Percival, we’ll meet again another

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

Meanwhile.

was nowhere

Imogen. But she could

and Matthew. “Search for any trace of Imogen in secret. Report back the moment you find

hesitated. “But Vivienne,

stopped, seeing her stern face,

Vivienne’s brows knitted together.

still alive; she knew it. But her true identity within GTO and her connection to F-Poison remained a mystery—perhaps someone even more significant than

had hidden

the secret of Imogen’s

exploded were real, but the person was an

the Ellington Mansion’s gate. The shattered necklace was

smoke from the bomb to create a

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