The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1197

Leopold jotted everything down meticulously, ending up with a list of venues that spanned an entire page. His gaze widened in disbelief as he scanned the list, and it wasn't until everyone had left that he turned to Vivienne and said, "Vivienne, are you sure about this? From what you're suggesting, it seems like he's planted bombs all over the banquet hall. We can't possibly cover all this ground in just one day, can we?" Setting up bombs was a time-consuming task, especially given the tricky locations listed. A single day was hardly enough.

But according to what everyone said, Floyd was only present that day and hadn't shown his face since. He spent most of his time secluded in his room.

"There are people inside working with him," Vivienne remarked calmly.

Having inside help would certainly make the task easier, not to mention these accomplices were already mingled among the guests in the hall, ready to facilitate Floyd's plan.

Leopold looked at Vivienne incredulously, "Could there be something off about what those people said earlier?"

"It's not certain. You guys go check it out first."

Vivienne started to scrutinize the statements for any potential discrepancies.

Among those who had dispersed back to their duties, one became noticeably restless. He paused mid-dial upon realizing Vivienne's caution might mean trouble.

Soon after, Floyd received a text message. Squinting at his phone, he glanced towards the center of the banquet hall.

"The plan's blown. They might be onto you. The bomb in the restroom has been disarmed."

Floyd was surprised at their suspicion, considering he hadn't made any overt moves yet.

Recalling his encounter with Juliette in the backyard, he suddenly realized the significance of the small object he found on his shoulder.

Picking it up, he discovered it was a tracking and listening device. With a smirk and a forceful squeeze, he crushed it in his hand.

Meanwhile.

she saw Gordon standing there. "Gordon,

particular spot in the yard, said, "Juliette, don't you feel something's

his sentence, Juliette sensed a chilling

hiding

figured those hiding were likely Floyd's men. Catching them now would only complicate matters for her

nonsense are you spouting now? This place was handpicked by my parents; how could anything be wrong? You must be delirious from the evening's festivities!" "But

Your babbling is

back to the

the ear, Juliette made her way back making enough noise to ensure those in hiding had no chance

wasn't lying, Juliette. There was something seriously eerie about that place. Could there actually be wolves in

Gordon recounted his earlier

of the

and I

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bit...but then I sensed someone else there. I heard breathing that wasn't mine, confirming someone else

why I felt something was off." "You're not afraid of dying, are you? If they had decided to act, you could've disappeared without a

anyone's lurking around the hall, we'll spot them instantly."

elevator. Looking up, she scrutinized the

Percival, pointing towards the center of the elevator ceiling, "Doesn't this look

rest of the surface was smooth, but the spot Vivienne pointed out was slightly raised-a detail so subtle it would go unnoticed

be a bomb here too?" Percival asked, his voice laced with a mix of

but it's worth checking out," Vivienne replied, her tone firm. Without hesitation, she instructed