The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 684

Hearing that, Ronald chuckled—a chuckle laced with arrogance and confidence.

“Protégé? He’s not even in my league!” Ronald’s eyes danced with mockery.

Vivienne nodded in agreement. “True. Compared to you, his tactics are lacking.”

Ronald’s brow arched, the smirk on his face growing more profound. “It seems you’re quite familiar with my affairs.”

“Only bits and pieces.” Vivienne’s voice was soft, devoid of excess emotion. “A man who aims to dethrone F-Poison and become the new power behind the GTO certainly plays a different game from someone like Scott, who only knows how to obey.”

Since she had walked in, Vivienne had maintained a cool and aloof demeanor, leaving one to wonder what was really on her mind.

“So, what brings you here today? Coming to capture me?” Ronald asked with a smile, utterly composed and not showing the slightest sign of panic.

“What makes you think you can catch me? Having taken Scott’s place, I won’t make the same inept mistakes he did.”

Vivienne lifted her gaze to Ronald, her smile deepening. Then, she patted Kala on the shoulder. “Kala, we need to talk. Why don’t you head upstairs?”

“I…” Kala didn’t want to leave.

The Brooks family had seen one mishap after another, and just when things had settled, trouble found Ronald again.

She didn’t want to face it anymore! But judging by Vivienne’s demeanor, she wouldn’t leave until this issue was resolved.

Kala pressed her lips together, not uttering another word, and turned to go upstairs.

Once Kala was gone, Vivienne turned back to Ronald. She took a sip of her drink and said evenly, “I’m not here to nab you.”

Ronald paused, then raised an eyebrow. “Not here to nab me?”

with a scoff.

do you think my style

ventured, “would typically have the Brooks Mansion surrounded, tight as a drum, ready to catch me and force me to reveal where F-Poison is

a strand of hair behind her ear and

“In fact, by now,

“You are definitely

tend to agree!”

back on the couch, her words casual. “But sometimes, being too smart can be

eyes narrowed slightly,

lowered.

broken only by the wind rattling the windows

been destroyed, I presume. Starting tomorrow, I don’t want to

stood up and walked towards the

called after her. “You’re really not going

at him with icy eyes. “Ronald, being smart is good, but if

Ronald froze. “You!”

personal vendetta against Scott and Judith is just that—personal. Your parents, Carl, and Kala, don’t share your hatred. Don’t

thought after all this time plotting

the center of the living room, just watching

him. “Yes, I hate Scott and Judith. One caused Lauren’s grandmother’s death; the other captured Lauren for GTO’s virus experiments. I hate them, and I hate F-Poison even more. Lauren

drug that drove her mad. After her death, I buried her body on a deserted hill and hired a shaman to curse

“You must have known I didn’t have her

nor

cremate her but to take her to a

this but had chosen not

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