The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 397

At the TIC Research Institute, Calista strode in with the confidence of someone who owned the place. She slipped into her pristine lab coat, snapped on a pair of gloves, and began to prepare her array of scientific instruments meticulously.

As her colleagues filtered into work, they could not help but cast puzzled glances her way. Unfazed by their stares, Calista selected a few essential tools and turned to the bewildered researchers. "Unless there's a pink slip with my name on it that I've yet to receive, my presence here should come as no surprise," she quipped with an authority that commanded the room.

The researchers collected themselves. "No, of course not, Dr. Blake."

"Good, then let's get to work," Calista said, her eyes flickering with impatience. "Have these items delivered to my office later. I don't want to be disturbed while conducting my research."

She handed a list to her assistant, Holden, whose eyes widened in confusion upon reading it. These items had nothing to do with their current projects.

"Problem?" Calista arched an eyebrow.

Quick to recover, Holden shook his head. "No. It's just that we've never used some of these before, and they could be dangerous if mishandled."

A scoff escaped Calista. "Playing it safe hasn't exactly helped us meet Mr. Percy's expectations, has it? If we don't innovate, what use will we be to him, or do you fancy yourself a better scientist than I?"

Holden clamped his mouth shut and hurried off to gather the requested items.

Calista retreated to her private lab, a space she had earned as the institute's director. Here, under the radar of her subordinates, she could delve into the confidential task assigned by the enigmatic Scott. As soon as the door clicked shut, beads of cold sweat dotted her forehead. The pressure of developing a virus under the watchful eyes of so many was immense. Still, she had always maintained an air of untouchable authority, which now served her well in keeping prying eyes at bay.

Pouring over the documents Scott had entrusted her with, Calista's gaze hardened. The document was highly confidential, and the task was extremely risky. She was playing a dangerous game, but it was the only way to regain her freedom from Scott's manipulations and regain the attention of the elusive Percival.

With determination and resolve in her eyes, Calista yelled inwardly, “Vivienne, the day this virus sees the light of day is the day of your death!”

Meanwhile, Scott removed his headphones with a satisfied smile. He had been keeping a close watch on Calista, confident in her ambition and desperation to prove her worth. He did not fear her betrayal in the slightest; she was already an outcast, and Percival did not even care if she could enter the lab. Plus, Calista was extremely arrogant about her medical skills. Only the legendary Specter Healer or someone like Brody, who once saved her life, could possibly sway her now.

Scott left for a covert meeting with a contact named Quincy, whose real name was Barnaby.

Barnaby, bandaged and waiting respectfully, anticipated an encounter with the mysterious Mr. B.

This was the first time she met Mr. B, although she had no idea if this man in front of her was the real Mr. B.

Scott nodded and sat down. Under the mask, his eyes were filled with intimidation and inspection as he kept silent.

Barnaby understood that Mr. B was waiting for her to speak.

Thus, she said, “Mr. B, sorry. They managed to save Dorian and Cordelia, but there was nothing I could do.

Scott held his forehead with one hand and continued to stare at Barnaby without saying a word.

Barnaby continued, “It all happened too quickly, and I had no choice but to give them up, but... I got the potion.”

Finally, Scott reacted for the first time. With surprise, he said, “You got the potion?”

“Yes.” Barnaby passed the potion to Scott, saying, “I got this from searching Cordelia’s body. She had modified it and hid it in her bracelet. I don’t know if this is the real portion, so please take a look.”

Scott hastily grabbed the potion and walked to the lab next door.