The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 690

Tom raised his hand, signaling the squad to advance.

The crew approached the villa at a measured pace.

Vivienne and Percival lagged behind, letting the first wave take point before ambushing, quickly followed by the second. It wasn’t long before the villa was surrounded.

Inside the villa.

Samantha’s eyes snapped open, her hand instinctively touching her face. Sensing something amiss, she bolted up and strode to the mirror. Her eyebrows knitted tightly together at her reflection.

Her face was etched with wrinkles. Her skin was aging rapidly.

“Damn it!” she cursed, slamming her palm down on the wooden desk, which splintered under the force. “Another failure.”

She had slept all day, yet the lines on her face hadn’t softened. ST-1 couldn’t stave off her aging.

At this rate, she would die before getting what she wanted.

Samantha composed herself, then dialed a number on her phone.

“Didn’t I say no calls unless it’s urgent?” a gruff voice snapped from the other end, clearly irked.

Ignoring his tone, Samantha went straight to the point. “Time to develop a new drug. ST-1 isn’t cutting it. I think we can start by…”

She stopped mid-sentence, bolting to the window. Seeing the siege outside, her expression darkened.

“What’s going on?” the man demanded.

“I’ve been made.”

“Idiot!” he barked.

frowned, a cold edge to her voice. “Save your insults. Better hurry if you want to

Samantha cut him off with a

If you don’t save me, you can

before, using her tech savvy, but if Vivienne was so prepared that she could not even notice the siege beforehand, her

man on the other side of the call remained silent as if

time, the man

with relief silently, turning back to the

and someone was

mean to blow up the place, she realized,

clearly underestimated

using high-tech to cloak the area behind an

as she grabbed an

next move, the

Percival stood there, their

be first. Thought your mother would beat you

mischief. Probably because of her running earlier, a few strands of stray hair dangled before

needed

you think you can take me?”

smile was

beauty, recovered quickly. “Let’s

certain that she would not be able to escape using only the

Vivienne and Percival chuckled.

down with an air of authority. “Feeling chatty today, Auntie.

stiffened. “You

the real one. He is Francis

real name is Samantha! You and F-Poison grew up

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