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.

me, Ms. Hawthorn, or should I say, Master Q.

Percival. Is Vivienne

father is a rapist who almost raped your sister, and you still have

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

didn’t pay attention to these

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on her Twitter

three minutes, someone tried to hack her Twitter account and

slender fingers, once again, swiftly danced

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

on her lips

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

the other party was cornered. Vivienne had completely shattered their

rooftop private room

“Damn it!”

froze. The screen went black, leaving only

destroyed the motherboard, grabbed all his belongings, erased his traces,

were top-notch. There were only a few in the world who could beat him, let alone track him down

the other

it a helper hired

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

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

could.

He didn’t go

but hid in the shadows to observe. Sure enough, two groups

into the Golden Club in the

as soon as he

corner of the street and walked away. Just as he was leaving, he felt his cell

hint of old age came through. “You shouldn’t have

was silent for a moment and

person like him shouldn’t leave any suspicious images. But

very skilled person. He was sure he had deleted

delete it?” The person on the

He remained silent.

“It seems you’ve met your

He coldly responded, “Yes.”

are my greatest