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.

others, a third party involved just as the mysterious

gallery for shadowy dealings, trafficking artifacts and expensive artworks. The profits couldn't be just this meager. However, Vivienne had yet to uncover this third

his mood as dark as

shouldn't weigh on the heart," Vivienne said, her fingers lightly massaging Percival's

held her hand in his, looking

too well that he was contemplating how

granddaughter after Isolde, and he had

would no doubt be

brushing her forehead in a

himself, "Keep calm, don't get angry! Percival, you love-struck fool! Must you always be so affectionate with Vivienne? One day, I'll put an

Leopold noticed the van designated for Mr. B's transfer

they doing here?" he

exchanged a glance before

"Captain," greeted the driver.

brow furrowed. "What's the

looked confused, "Didn't you order us

you that message!" Percival's urgency drove him

It was empty!

erupted, "Where is

told to release him at the crossroads for

orders?" Percival demanded, his presence as

"It came through

served as Vanguard Agency's communication tool, where Percival usually posted

should have reached

checked their devices, realizing they were the only

grip tightened with

top agency secret, impenetrable even to elite hackers. Only a select few high-ranking individuals besides himself had

moment, Thomas sent a message

and spoke to Vivienne with as much warmth as he could muster, "Vivienne,

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