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.

Q. How does it feel knowing your father is

look like Percival. Is Vivienne implying she’s

is a rapist who almost raped your sister, and you still have time to post pictures

because your father is a rapist, so

attention to these

Chapter 133

her

minutes, someone tried to

smirked as her slender fingers, once again, swiftly danced on her

silently as Vivienne played a cat-and-mouse game with her opponent in the online world. They were tracking and counter-tracking back and

on her lips

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

other party was cornered. Vivienne had

the rooftop private room

“Damn it!”

laptop suddenly froze. The screen went black,

the motherboard, grabbed all his

the world who could beat him, let alone track him down

was the other

it a helper hired

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

as far as he knew, Shadow Wolf was elusive and hard to hire. He didn’t

could.

He didn’t go

shadows to observe. Sure

the Golden Club in the next

hadn’t acted decisively and run as soon as he

of the street and walked away. Just

voice full of authority and a hint of old

a moment and then replied, “It’s just a

knew well that a person like him shouldn’t leave any

a very skilled person. He was sure he had deleted and completely destroyed that

The person on the other end seemed

He remained silent.

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

He coldly responded, “Yes.”

my greatest creation. If