The Million-Dollar Heart novel 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.

Samantha frowned, a cold edge to her voice. "Save your insults. Better hurry if you want to save me."

"You're useless," the man scolded, but Samantha cut him off with a scoff.

"I have a new research direction. If you don't save me, you can kiss your desires goodbye."

She knew she couldn't escape this time. She had evaded capture 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 would be her last.

The man on the other side of the call remained silent as if he were contemplating whether it was worth it to save her.

"Wait there!" After quite some time, the man finally said and hung up.

Samantha exhaled with relief silently, turning back to the scene outside.

Vivienne and Percival were at the villa's front, and someone was unloading a cart full of explosives.

They mean to blow up the place, she realized, her eyes narrowing.