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.

though fresher with new blood compared

prime, Bennett and his team could outplay

funds to attract promising new players, they

willing to spend and nurture talent. With a mysterious coach

coach. She

that she had met Percival,

facing

longer hid his intentions, switching his finely cut steak onto Vivienne's plate and raising his juice

licked the salad dressing from the corner of her mouth, her eyes sparkling mischievously. She raised her glass and

the group stage were announced on the

the group stage but were

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

said with a nonchalant smile, "Why don't you tell Aaron yourself? I saw you carrying Aaron back to the lounge at lunch. Seems like you're quite

about the tension

Aaron's "little lackey,"

the fiery temper of Kenneth, the young heir of

was so enraged he

was a

would he let his

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

qualifiers. Vivienne and Percival set up training

real reason for Percival to go

prevent some people from

was overthinking it; the one prone to careless card distribution, Yuri,

realize

granddaughters any suffering? You're 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 become so bold as to keep secrets from

his cane, his eyes reddening with

not daring to breathe too loud while

the Perez family is cursed, always losing our

ached for his granddaughters, and his

something happening