The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 147

Before her voice had even faded, she was already charging at Brody.

His face swiftly changed. He darted out of the operating room and flung a handful of poisonous powder at Vivienne. She couldn't care less and reached forward to grab his shoulder.

He deftly avoided her grasp as his hand shot out silver needles, which Vivienne easily deflected with her own.

The members of the Nine Mystics Society, who had been lurking outside the hospital, stormed in upon hearing Vivienne's signal through her micro earpiece.

Draven had once witnessed Brody turn a maximum-security prison into a scene straight out of ‘Resident Evil.’

Entering, he was worried that he would once again bear witness to such a horrific sight, leading to a difficult cleanup afterward.

Yet, seeing the people strewn across the lobby unharmed, save for one poisoned individual by the entrance and another in the operating room, he felt slightly relieved.

When their young master was around, she could keep Brody's unpredictable nature in check.

Meanwhile, Brody and Vivienne had continued their fight from the hospital building to the courtyard.

After being surrounded by members of the Nine Mystics Society, Brody sneered. "Specter Healer, you can't claim victory by capturing me with others’ help."

"They're my people. If they catch you, then I win." Vivienne replied nonchalantly, ignoring his mockery. “You can call your people to help you.”

She flashed a mocking smile towards the hospital building. "Oh, I forgot; you’ve poisoned them all.”

“They can hardly be called my people.” Brody laughed. “They’re more like my playthings. They’re not even worthy of being called test subjects.”

Suddenly, he seized a chubby figure who had been standing by, drooling as he watched them. “Let me go, or I’ll kill him.” He threatened Vivienne.

“Why should I let you go for him? He’s your man.” Vivienne said, finding the situation amusing.

“He’s just a mentally ill fool. He’s not one of mine.” Brody retorted, pressing a knife to the chubby man’s throat. “You know why I poisoned everyone in the hospital but him? It was to guard against this very situation.”

Vivienne fell silent, and her eyes became cold.

"You people always act holier, claiming to be on the side of justice." Brody taunted them. "So even if my hostage is a mentally ill patient who's useless to society, you have to let me go to save his life."

He was right. Even though this drooling, chubby man was a mentally ill patient who could potentially cause harm, Vivienne and her team couldn't just leave him to his fate.

"Specter Healer, you can't catch me." Brody asserted while dragging the confused, chubby man towards the gate.

"Brody?" The chubby man asked, drooling and cocking his head in confusion.

"Shut up." Brody ordered him as he coldly retreated step by step.

Vivienne and the members of the Nine Mystics Society could only watch helplessly, unable to intervene.