The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 744

Leopold was buzzing with excitement.

The high-tech gadgets at Vanguard Agency weren't typically available for public use.

Guarded by a dedicated team, even the interrogation equipment was off-limits to field agents like him.

If it weren't for the recent crackdown by the War God within the agency, which had somewhat loosened the reins on such devices, he wouldn't have had a chance to borrow it.

Vivienne commanded, “Scan her.”

With a tilt of her chin, she gestured toward Ramona. A playful smirk finally danced on her lips. “Ms. Grimshaw claims I shoved her. She should have my fingerprints on her, right? Take a look for me, will you?”

“What are you doing to me?” Ramona's expression twisted in fear the moment she heard "fingerprint scanner."

Luckily, she was looking down, hiding her face from the crowd.

But as Leopold strode over to her, she could no longer maintain her composure. “Don’t touch me! Please, someone, help! Keep them away from me!”

Vivienne smiled thinly. “What are you afraid of? That they’ll find others' fingerprints on you but none of mine?”

Kala raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. “Vivienne, do you know something we don’t?”

How else could Leopold just happen to bring the scanner today?

Vivienne didn’t answer her immediately. Instead, she addressed everyone present. “Why not check your phones? Ms. Grimshaw has been seen with a different man every night for months—from entertainment moguls to hotshot directors, all guests behind her curtain.”

“That’s slander!” Ramona burst forth, tears streaking her face. “Ms. Hawthorne, you may dislike me, but you can’t just toy with my reputation like this!”

She had been standing close to Jackson, which had prevented Leopold from making his move.

Now, seizing her moment of vulnerability, Leopold stepped in front of her. With a ping, the scanner displayed all of Ramona’s fingerprints.

“Let's see who's talking nonsense.” Leopold glanced at the readout, then handed the device to Percival. “Percival, hold this, will you? If it breaks, I can’t report back, and War God will have my hide.”

Percival, his eyebrows arching in amusement, silently took the scanner.

Leopold pulled out his phone, which connected to the scanner via Bluetooth. The beauty of this advanced device was its ability to save time searching and matching data.

A simple swipe with the scanner, and it would immediately search for matches online.

As Leopold browsed the data, his gaze on Ramona grew increasingly bizarre. “Ms. Grimshaw, you’ve been quite busy today, haven’t you? The CEO of Fun Entertainment Co., a well-known director—hey, even the owner of a jewelry company...”

“Is it really that amazing?”

Kala knew Vanguard had some nifty gear but had no idea it was this sophisticated. As she watched Ramona’s complexion sour, she was certain Leopold was spot-on.

Unable to resist, she peered at the screen and saw a plethora of names, both familiar and not. She gasped, unbidden.

Good heavens!

So many people!

No wonder Leopold stopped reading—it was endless!

Meanwhile, prompted by Vivienne, everyone else began checking their phones.

Ramona’s name stood out at the top, the word "scandal" in bold, drawing every eye.