Chapter 1198

In the lounge.

Floyd, with a devilish grin, looked at Vivienne and Percival. "What's to be done, Vivienne? You're still not careful enough. You didn't even notice the one right beside you."

His eyes sparkled with certainty of victory, yet he failed to see the faint smile that Vivienne wore as she left.

In the grand hall.

It was time to cut the cake.

Vivienne and Percival reappeared at the party.

Hiding in the lounge, Floyd also came down. He looked at Vivienne and Percival, laughing wildly for the first time.

Vivienne glanced at him and calmly shifted her gaze away.

Suddenly, all the lights in the hall were turned on.

Floyd stood in the middle, like a demon fallen into hell, opening his arms, his eyes bloodthirsty as he looked at the people in the hall.

"Welcome to the hell I've prepared for you!"

Floyd thought the crowd would panic, but instead, they looked at him emotionlessly.

Floyd scoffed, "Pretending to be calm in the face of death! No matter, you'll keep your composure when the bomb explodes!"

Yet, the crowd remained unperturbed.

Floyd thought they were too frightened to react. Standing on the stage, he laughed wildly, "Forgot to tell you, I've planted bombs in this hall. Just a press of this button, and the hall will be..." "Boom! Reduced to rubble!"

Floyd was frenzied, completely unaware that the audience looked at him as if he were a fool.

Isaiah stood below the stage, hands in his pockets, speaking leisurely, "You talk too much!"

Floyd's smile faded, and he looked at Isaiah with malice, "Isaiah, what are you playing at? You knew who I was all along, didn't you? That I had planted bombs here? What, you didn't find them all?" Isaiah smirked, "Oh, those? Been defused!"

Floyd sneered, "I never knew you for being so stubborn. Well, let me show you how those defused bombs explode!"

that, Floyd pressed

smile was wild, ready to welcome

explosion never happened, and everyone remained

disbelief, "How? I

letting us find those bombs? You

stunned,

saying, "Like the

deepened, mirroring

you smart, or foolish? If Abigail and Connor couldn't finish it, what made you think a five-year-old

disbelief, "Impossible!

Juliette chuckled, "Floyd, did your confidence make you forget who Isaiah

Vivienne,

"Did you really think my parents wanted you close to those secrets,

years to make a move! Since you weren't in a hurry, neither were we. My mom said, after having me and Isaiah, she's developed a

we had to bring the stagecraft

'The Billionaire Bride's Bid for Marriage,' into a TV series. I think you're perfect for the lead. Dad's too smitten to let you go, so let's have

at her, "My appearance fee is

a star make, and you're asking for a billion? Would selling me even cover

not worth much, but

Juliette, "..."

Well!

surely, there'd be no shortage

gave her a look, "Finish your

a backseat, watched

cough!" Juliette coughed, turning to

was only five, just a kid. How could a child be so scheming? Even if you

me. They adopted me because they pitied

couldn't have known my identity that early. Even if

major families, how

previously silent guests finally spoke up, "Us? We're here for the drama. The legendary doctor's

came for The Scent Maestro Q. Needed a new bottle of perfume, and if she's putting on a

"I am..."

Watching people casually drop

ground, a mix of disbelief and defiance in his eyes. "No, I can't fail. I haven't even started. How

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