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.

Hawthorn, or should I say, Master Q. How does it

like Percival. Is Vivienne implying she’s

raped your sister, and you still

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

attention to

Chapter 133

eye on her Twitter post, waiting

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

fingers, once again, swiftly danced on

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 full of spirit and unconstrained,

cornered. Vivienne had completely shattered

rooftop private room of the

“Damn it!”

as his laptop suddenly froze. The screen went black, leaving

his belongings, erased his traces, and quickly left the Golden

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

the

helper

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

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

could.

He didn’t go

shadows to observe.

the Golden Club in the next

as he was located, he would have

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

picked up, and a voice full of authority and a hint of old age came through. “You

a moment and then

well that a person like him shouldn’t

was sure he had deleted and completely destroyed that segment of surveillance footage,

on the other end seemed to

He remained silent.

chuckled. “It seems you’ve met your match. Good, stay in Havenwood and flex your

He coldly responded, “Yes.”

said, “You are my greatest creation. If you lose, you