The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 430

Three companions climbed into the car and soon arrived at the Vanguard Agency's secret interrogation room. Inside, Fiona sat with her eyes downcast, lifeless and detached.

The sound of the door opening barely made her look up, only to drop her gaze once again.

Percival took a seat across from her, his deep-set eyes emotionless as they fixed on her, wordless.

A scoff escaped Fiona's lips. "Well played, Percival. You've bested me."

Small talk was the last thing on Percival's mind. He cut to the chase, "Where's the Boar Poison?"

Fiona stiffened, as if the question coiled around her like a vice. "What are you talking about? I don't know!"

He produced a video from the night at Spring Club, "You sat there for three days, and you still can't figure it out?"

Her fists clenched tightly. Those were undoubtedly her most humiliating days - unable to move despite her body's protests, soaked in her own filth... Thinking about this, Fiona couldn't help but feel nauseous.

The disgust and fear in the eyes of the people who found her etched into her memory, unforgettable.

"How did you get that? Why..." Fiona snapped her mouth shut, a flash of realization in her eyes. "It was Vivienne, wasn't it?"

Percival didn't deny it, pressing on, "Where is the Boar Poison?"

Her eyes fell again, "I don't know."

Seeing his disbelief, she added, "After purchasing the Boar Poison, I handed it to Mr. B from GTO. You should be asking him, not me."

Percival's frown deepened, his silence hanging heavy in the air.

After a long pause, he stood and left.

As he reached the door, Fiona called out to his retreating figure, "Even without me, Percival, your days of joy are numbered. Mark my words, you'll never take over the Ellington legacy!" For a moment, Percival paused, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile before he continued out the door.

Vivienne waited in the car outside. Seeing him emerge, she knew he had come up empty-handed.

were others, a third party involved

for shadowy dealings, trafficking artifacts and expensive artworks. The profits couldn't be

got in the car, his mood as dark as thunderclouds, lifting only slightly

weigh on the heart," Vivienne said, her

hand in his, looking

all too well that he was contemplating how to

second favorite granddaughter after Isolde, and

life often defies expectations. Richard would no

lips brushing her

lip. He said to himself, "Keep calm, don't get angry! Percival, you love-struck fool! Must you always be so affectionate with Vivienne? One day,

Leopold noticed the van designated for

doing here?" he

Vivienne exchanged a

"Captain," greeted the driver.

furrowed. "What's the

driver looked confused, "Didn't you order us here to interrogate

sent you that message!" Percival's urgency drove him

It was empty!

erupted,

him at the crossroads for a vehicle

Percival demanded, his presence as chilling

men shrank back, "It

public screen served as Vanguard Agency's communication tool, where Percival usually posted missions using

should have reached

devices, realizing they

grip tightened

impenetrable even to elite hackers. Only a select few high-ranking individuals besides himself had the clearance

message to Percival: [Captain, the

Vivienne with as much warmth as he

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