The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 145

N&S Psychiatric Hospital.

By the time Vivienne arrived, the sky had turned black, and the hospital building looked hauntingly ominous in the dark.

She wore a sophisticated ghost mask on her face, standing with her hands in her pockets before the large iron gate of the hospital. Soon, a small door creaked open from inside.

As she stepped through the small iron gate, it banged shut behind her.

Without looking back, she continued walking forward, only to see a plump man sitting on the steps of the hospital building, tilting his head and drooling. His eyes were red, as if he had been crying.

He was the only one in the courtyard, so Vivienne took an extra glance at him. Upon seeing her, he immediately smiled at her, staring at the ghost mask on her face. "Miss, what's that that you're… you're wearing? It's… it's so scary."

Vivienne didn't answer and just stood in front of him, looking down at him coldly. He wanted to reach out and touch her ghost mask, but was frightened by her icy gaze and withdrew his hand. "I… I just wanted to… to see if you… you're pretty."

"Am I pretty?" Vivienne asked coldly.

"Miss, your voice…is nice." The plump man started laughing again. "If… if you're pretty, then become my wife."

But it seemed like he remembered something sad and immediately started crying again. "They… they… they took away my… my wife! They… they… said… said I'm impotent, so there's no… no point in me having a wife."

Then he started bawling. "Give me back my wife! I want my wife!"

"Shut up, you fatso! You're so noisy!" A gloomy-faced man walked out of the building and shouted at the plump man. "What are you shouting for?! You're impotent! What do you need a woman for?! Of course, they're for us!"

After scolding him, the man looked Vivienne up and down, licked his lips, and said, "Even with the mask, her figure is top-notch. Brody didn't mention that a woman was coming tonight."

He tried to pounce on Vivienne with a lecherous smile but found himself suddenly unable to move, standing stiffly in place. He looked at Vivienne in horror. "What… What did you do to me?!"

"You've been poisoned." Vivienne bypassed him and walked into the hospital building.

"Poison?!" The man was taken aback and started shouting, "You bastard! You actually poisoned me! Brody, come out and cure me!"

No one responded to him.

As soon as Vivienne entered the building, she saw a dozen or so patients wandering around the corridor. As soon as they saw her, they wanted to pounce on her, but before they could get within three steps of her, she moved her fingertips slightly, and all the patients stood still.

She immediately noticed that all of these people had been poisoned by Brody.

She walked to the patient relaxation area of the hospital. Almost every row of chairs in the hall was occupied by a few patients, except for the middle row of benches, where only one man sat. He wore black-rimmed glasses and a hospital gown, leisurely reading a medical book.

The scene was quite eerie.

"You're still as morbid as ever." Vivienne glanced at the patients in the hall. All of them were frozen in place, looking at her in either fear or confusion.

Brody looked up, pushing up his black-rimmed glasses, and smiled at Vivienne. His tone was polite and gentle. He sounded nothing like a madman. "Specter Healer, you finally agreed to see me."

"If you're so eager to see me, why not obediently go to prison? I might visit you once a year." Vivienne said leisurely.

"Only if you're not afraid that I'll turn the prison into a poison lab." Brody replied with a smile.

"Enough chit-chat." Vivienne said coldly, "I'm in a hurry."