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

scolded, but Samantha cut him off with a

don’t save me, you

she could not even notice the siege beforehand, her options were limited.

of the call remained silent as if he were contemplating whether it was

the man finally

turning back to the

villa’s front, and

mean to blow up the place, she realized,

clearly underestimated

this location for its strategic advantage, using high-tech to cloak the area behind an illusionary barrier. But somehow, Vivienne had

grabbed an object from the drawer, her last

she contemplated her next

Percival stood there, their

expect you to be first. Thought your mother

looked down at Samantha, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. Probably because of her running earlier, a

not needed

you think you can take me?” Samantha

smile was

quickly. “Let’s talk. Might be our last

to stall for time so that man could rescue her. She was fairly certain that she

Vivienne and Percival chuckled.

a chair, sitting down with an air of authority.

stiffened. “You

a lot. Like the fact that the man you have locked up as Flynn Ellington isn’t the real

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

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