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.

voice. “Save your insults. Better hurry

the man scolded, but Samantha cut him off

you don’t save

before, using her tech savvy, but if Vivienne was so prepared that she could not even notice the siege beforehand, her options were limited. She had to rely on that man to get out of here alive, or today

the call remained silent as if he were contemplating whether

there!” After quite some time, the man finally said

turning

were at the villa’s front, and someone was unloading a cart

the place, she realized,

had clearly

high-tech to cloak the area behind an illusionary barrier. But

she grabbed an object from the

her next move,

and Percival stood there, their expressions

expect you to be first. Thought your mother

pockets, looked down at Samantha, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. Probably because of her running earlier, a few strands of stray hair dangled before her

not needed to handle

you think you can take me?” Samantha

smile was bright

quickly. “Let’s

needed to stall for time so that man could rescue her. She was fairly certain that she would not be able to

Vivienne and Percival chuckled.

of authority. “Feeling chatty

stiffened. “You know about

as Flynn Ellington isn’t the real one. He

Founder of RST, CK, and GTO. And you, Imogen, your real name is Samantha! You and F-Poison grew up together. You must

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