The Million-Dollar Heart

Scott suddenly grabbed Calista's neck, pulling her roughly toward him as his eyes blazed with a chilling intensity.

"No? Then you'll die for it!"

Calista's eyes reddened with fear, and tears streamed down her face instantly.

She knew Scott was serious-he would undoubtedly let her die.

Disgusted, Scott pushed Calista away and wiped his hands with a tissue. "Brody has bugged you. Get back to the lab tomorrow, work on that virus with TIC Research Institute, and don't screw up." Calista nodded in understanding. "Yes, I've got it."

Scott gave Calista a cold glance that carried the same annoyance as he felt with her mother.

Then, donning his mask, he stood up and left. He still had to track down Rowan and Ismene. Those two had betrayed the organization, and they would not be forgiven.

In the restaurant, Vivienne bit into a juicy steak, scrolling through messages on her phone.

[Vivienne, Timothy's fine. The Brooks family business is a bit messy, but Baron's in charge, so it's stable. Timothy's been auditing the company accounts lately.]

While chewing on her steak, Vivienne replied. [If Timothy's alright, then check on Carl. Make sure their whole family's safe.]

Matthew responded promptly. [On it.]

Vivienne was engrossed in her phone, oblivious to Percival's longing gaze from across the table.

It was not until Vivienne reached for the next dish that she noticed Percival's eager eyes.

"Mr. Wolf, do I look that appetizing to you?"

A shadow flickered in Percival's eyes, which seemed to linger on Vivienne. "Yes, you do look quite appetizing."

"Then eat up. You've got a match this afternoon." Vivienne forked some salad into her mouth.

Percival raised an eyebrow. "You know?"

Vivienne glanced up. "Snake lost their championship chance in the team match three years ago, but a month later, they came back and took six titles in a row. There's no way they did that by themselves." After all, as Hawk's top coach, Vivienne knew all about the history of her old rival, Snake.

blood compared to

and his team could outplay

reflexes now and Hawk's lack of funds

of Kenneth's financial empire, willing to spend and nurture talent. With a mysterious coach joining three years ago, they quickly surpassed old rival Hawk to become

had been curious about this secretive coach. She had sent Matthew to investigate

had met Percival, the pieces fell

had never imagined facing off against Mr.

no longer hid his intentions, switching his finely cut steak onto Vivienne's plate and raising his juice glass in

eyes sparkling mischievously. She

the group stage were announced on the first day of the

both made it to the group stage but were not placed

at the grouping information, taunting Bennett across the room, "Tell Aaron we'll see him in the finals-if you guys make it

you carrying Aaron back to the lounge at lunch. Seems like you're quite close." With that, Bennett left the drawing room

about the tension

Aaron's "little lackey," carrying him back

temper of Kenneth, the young

so

a last

he let his

his jaw fiercely. "Just wait until we meet in the match-your whole team

from the qualifiers. Vivienne and Percival set up training tasks for

there was no real reason for Percival to go to the hospital,

to prevent some people

to careless card distribution, Yuri, was busy pacifying

realize I

good for nothing but trouble. If your brother hadn't let it slip, I'd still be in the dark about my dear granddaughters being in danger. Have you

his cane, his eyes reddening with

stood silently, not daring to breathe too loud while his father

cursed, always losing our treasures. Why can't you

granddaughters, and

thought of something happening to