The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 133

Vivienne had watched the entire sequence of Dorian’s arrest, from the moment he stepped into the motel and into the room booked by Arabella to the moment he was taken away by the police. It was a shame that the motel’s cameras didn’t capture what was happening.

She had watched the footage from the past few days over and over again, but other than Arabella booking the room alone, she found no other suspicious figures or potential leads.

Unsatisfied, she hacked into every surveillance camera along Arabella’s route to the motel, tracing all the way back to the bustling East District’s Urban Village.

Arabella had come from there, but the Urban Village was lacking in surveillance cameras.

Most of them were broken.

She thought for a moment and reviewed the surveillance footage around the area a day earlier. Then she saw Arabella, barefoot and bruised, fleeing from the Urban Village to a bus

stop

The surveillance footage at the bus stop had been deleted.

Vivienne smirked as her fingers rapidly danced across the keyboard. The deleted footage from the bus stop was quickly recovered.

She saw a man in a black suit whose face was obscured. Only his back was visible.

“This guy” Percival frowned, staring at the man’s figure in the video..

“Do you recognize him? Vivienne raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not sure. The back looks somewhat familiar, but it’s hard to say without seeing his face,” replied Percival.

Vivienne didn’t say anything. She simply took a screenshot of the man’s figure, edited the image, and posted it on Twitter.

The caption was one word. “Running?”

As soon as she tweeted it, the comment section exploded with people leaving messages.

should I say, Master Q. How does it feel knowing your father is a

like Percival. Is Vivienne

you sick? Your father is a rapist who almost raped your sister, and you still

call off the wedding because your father is a rapist, so

pay attention

Chapter 133

on her Twitter post, waiting for

less than three minutes, someone tried to hack her Twitter account and delete the

once again, swiftly

opponent in the online world. They were tracking and counter-tracking

smile on her

the Vivienne he was fascinated by. She was full of spirit and unconstrained, as though she had everything under

the other party was cornered. Vivienne had completely shattered their

the rooftop private room of the

“Damn it!”

his laptop suddenly froze. The screen went black, leaving only Vivienne’s screenshot and one

the motherboard, grabbed all his belongings,

a few in the world who could beat him, let alone track him down

was the other

a helper

a long time. The last time he felt like this was against the

was elusive and hard to hire. He didn’t

could.

He didn’t go

the shadows to observe. Sure enough, two groups

into the Golden Club

as he was located, he would have been

the dark corner of the street and walked away. Just as he was leaving, he

and a voice full of authority and a hint of old age came through. “You shouldn’t have left

a moment and

knew well that a person like him shouldn’t leave any suspicious images. But the

had deleted and completely destroyed that segment of surveillance footage,

The person on the other end seemed to

He remained silent.

“It seems you’ve met your match. Good, stay

He coldly responded, “Yes.”

said, “You are my greatest creation.