The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Chapter 184

Vivienne rose from her seat. Her aura had now taken a dark turn.

She changed into her clothes, her face stern. "Have the police been informed?"

"They've been alerted. The cops are at Ivan’s place, querying the situation." Lysander replied.

"I see." Vivienne hung up the call.

As she made her way out, she dialed Jaylan Lockwood’s number, speaking concisely, "I need all the

surveillance footage from the stretch between Havenwood Gymnasium and Cloudcrest High School."

The school bus of Cloudcrest High had been hijacked, and Jaylan, as the head of the local detective

unit, was on the case in no time.

After hearing this from Vivienne, he was initially taken aback but quickly understood. "Alright."

Vivienne was the young Mistress of the Nine Mystics Society.

When her students were in trouble, she couldn't possibly sit idle.

Jaylan was quick. He sent the surveillance data to Vivienne’s phone within two minutes.

In the living room, Dorian and Cordelia looked up to see Vivienne exiting. Her face was stormy, and she

was making calls as she walked.

Vivienne dialed another number. “Matthew, gather all disciples. Tell them to meet here in Havenwood

and seal off all entrances and exits.”

On the other end, Matthew, upon hearing Vivienne’s call, realized something was wrong.

He hurriedly responded, “Yes. I'll arrange it right away!”

After a pause, Vivienne gave him another order. “Pick me up at Tranquil Estates.”

“Affirmative.”

After hanging up, Vivienne dialed another number. “Draven, issue an Order of the Nine Mystics Society.

Everyone must seal their city entrances, including all major mountain roads. Block all exits from

Havenwood!”

Draven looked horrified. “Mistress, what happened?”

This was the second time the young Mistress had issued an Order of the Nine Mystics Society. The last

time was against the Hawthorn family, but only a portion of the members were mobilized.

This time, she was mobilizing everyone and blocking all exits from Havenwood.

Draven could sense the gravity of the situation.

“My students have been kidnapped.”

She only said a few words, but Draven could sense Vivienne’s simmering rage.

He knew better than anyone how protective their young Mistress was of her own!

Even if she couldn't remember all their names, she would protect anyone under her.

Not to mention those students whom Vivienne personally cared for.

Who dared to mess with her students?

“I understand. I'll arrange it right away.”

As Vivienne stepped out of the house, Dorian and Cordelia were left aghast.

Did they just hear something about blocking all roads?

What was going on?

What was Vivienne up to?

Before they could react, the door had already shut.

At the entrance of Tranquil Estates, as soon as Vivienne stepped out, Matthew’s car drove up.

In fact, Matthew stayed close to Vivienne. He was ready to act at a moment's notice.

Vivienne climbed into the car and quickly switched on her phone, transforming it into a minicomputer.

If anyone else was there, they would be amazed. This was the latest minicomputer developed by

Alliance Enterprises. It was not yet available on the market.

Vivienne quickly made a few moves on the computer, soon finding the footage of the hijacking.

The culprits, all masked, acted swiftly. After stopping the bus, they stabbed Ivan and threw him off

without mercy.

Then they seized control of the students with their weapons.

This was the footage from the outside of the bus; the inside was blurred.

Vivienne’s face turned grimmer as she closed the surveillance, continuing to operate on the computer.

Soon, the inside surveillance footage appeared on her computer.

Just as Vivienne hacked into the surveillance, a man in a golden mask waved at the camera. “Hi,

friend, I knew you would find me. I've been waiting for you.”

Vivienne squinted, and her body began emanating an icy aura.

“How about we play a game? Let's see if you can find me and rescue your students.” The man propped

his chin up with his finger as a playful glint appeared in his eye. “My original task was to get something

from you, but I’m a competitive guy. You hacked my computer last time, and that bothered me. Let’s do

this. If you can rescue them from me, we’ll call it even.”

Vivienne stared at the surveillance footage as her lips curled into a smile.

So, it was the same man who had helped Arabella frame Dorian online, the one whose computer she

had hacked, the one whose back was all she had seen.

Another attack from GTO.

Interesting! She hadn’t even gone looking for them, and here they were.

Relentlessly trying to bring her down.

“Oh, and you have to not only save them but also your fiancé's sister. What was her name? Isolde?

Yes, that's it!”

The smile froze on Vivienne’s face as she quickly pulled out another phone and dialed Cecilia.

As soon as the call connected, Vivienne asked, “Cecilia, where’s Isolde?”

“Isolde has been kidnapped!” Cecilia was crying hysterically on the other end. “Vivienne, what do we

do? If anything happens to Isolde, I won’t be able to live!”

Vivienne’s face grew colder. She now looked as cold as a glacier in the arctic. She suppressed her

rage and spoke with patience. “Tell me what happened first. How was Isolde kidnapped?”

"We were just about to hit the hay last night when, out of the blue, some thugs broke in and snatched

Isolde." Cecilia’s voice was trembling.

Vivienne furrowed her brows. "Didn't Mr. Ellington arrange for your protection?"

"Yes, but they were too many. Initially, they targeted me, so Percival's men were too busy fending them

off to notice Isolde. They took advantage of the chaos, grabbed her, and made a quick exit. We couldn't

catch up."

Vivienne pinched the bridge of her nose. "Go to my place for now. There will be people to protect you.

Leave the rest to me."

She hung up and glanced at the surveillance video footage inside the school bus.

The man seemed to know that Vivienne would check on Isolde's safety, so he kept silent.

When he thought enough time had passed, he began. "This is a multiple-choice question, my friend.

Let's see, would you save your students or your fiancé's sister? I'm quite impressed with myself for

coming up with such an exciting game. Tick-tock. But you'd better hurry; you only have thirty minutes.

Once the time is up, the game is over."

The man finished, and the screen went black.

Vivienne closed her laptop with a poker face.

Matthew pulled up in front of a club and turned to Vivienne. "He probably has your students and Isolde

in different locations. We only have half an hour. We can only save one. What do we do? Who should

we save first?"

Vivienne didn't answer. Her fingers were speeding over her phone.

She had to save them both.

But she had to save her students in Class Eighteen first.

If it came down to the wire and someone had to die, she could not let forty-five students perish.

It was a tough choice.

But she had to make it.

Soon, two locations popped up on her computer screen.

Vivienne got out of the car.

Suddenly, eight formidable figures approached. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Mystic Mistress! Where is your so-called fiancé?" Dawson stormed over, looking ready to tear Percival

apart.

Vivienne didn't have time for idle chatter. She ordered curtly, "Jerry, you and your team block the south

city exit. Daniel, you take the north. Donald, Brian, you guys head to the city gate."

Her gaze landed on Eric. "You wait here. Someone will come to you. Go to this location."

She handed Eric the coordinates for Isolde's location.

Eric was a skilled medic and a fighting master. Vivienne felt relieved after entrusting him with Isolde's

safety.

As she left, she added, "Remember, keep her safe at all costs, until I get there."

The eight men instantly grew serious. "Yes!"