The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 146

Arabella lay motionless on the hospital bed with her eyes wide open. The steady stream of tears from her eyes told a tale of sheer terror.

Thankfully, Vivienne was masked at the moment because if Arabella let Vivienne see the fear reflected in her own eyes, she might have wished for death right there.

Vivienne squinted slightly at Brody, silently questioning his intentions.

"Two miniature bombs have been forcefully lodged into her body, one on either side of her abdomen."

Upon seeing Vivienne's eyes harden, a smug smile appeared on Brody’s face. "Relax. At most, she'd be the only one to blow up; we'd be safe. I value my life, after all."

Vivienne's eyes turned frostier.

This damn psychopath!

"We compete on who performs the surgery faster and more precisely. Whoever can extract the bomb first with an endoscope wins. By the way, I've set the bombs to detonate in one minute. Be careful; a slight mishap could trigger an early explosion."

"Right here?" Vivienne surveyed the hall with a furrowed brow.

"Don't worry, a sterilized operating room and sanitized equipment have all been prepared." Brody responded while gesturing for Vivienne to proceed.

Upon Brody's signal, the chubby man grasped Arabella's bed and wheeled her into an operating room.

Two endoscope apparatuses were ready in the operating room.

This was a mental institution. They wouldn't normally have such surgical equipment. This was clearly Brody's doing.

Once Arabella was wheeled into the operating room, the chubby man, following Brody's instructions, used the straps typically used to restrain patients to secure Arabella to the operating table. He gave her a kind smile. "Darling, you need to be good. Listen to what Brody says."

After saying that, he exited the room under Arabella's hateful stare.

Just as he left, Vivienne and Brody, now fully sterilized, entered.

Brody's eyes, hidden behind his glasses, brimmed with malicious intent. He looked at Arabella, who was lying on the operating table, and spoke in a soft tone, "Although the drug I gave you has rendered you immobile, you can still feel pain. So, we'll try to be gentle during the procedure to minimize your discomfort."

After hearing this, Arabella's eyes widened in fear. Yet she couldn't move her mouth to curse or beg. All she could do was cry silently.

Vivienne spared Arabella a glance, with no reaction to what Brody had just said. She had no sympathy for Arabella, who had brought this upon herself.

Moreover, Dorian was still bedridden in the hospital. Recalling his torment in the detention center and the twenty-three needles extracted from his body, Vivienne felt Arabella's current suffering was far from enough.

So, she had no intention of administering an anesthetic.

"Let's begin." Vivienne said coldly.

Brody pulled out a switch, smiled at Vivienne, and gently pressed it. "The bombs are activated."

Vivienne shot him a cold glance, moved to Arabella's left side, uncovered her abdomen, and quickly started the operation with the surgical tools.

Both Vivienne and Brody were geniuses in the medical field. A simple endoscopic surgery was not a challenge for them. The real challenge was extracting the bombs without triggering them or causing harm to Arabella.

As soon as the two endoscopes entered Arabella's abdomen, her face turned deathly pale from the pain.