The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 437

Fiona remained silent for a long time, and Vivienne did not rush her, simply waiting with patient stillness.

Finally, Fiona showed a hint of response.

"Yes." Fiona's lips curved slightly. "Vivienne, that's all I can tell you. As for who White Tiger is and where he might be, I'm clueless. You'll have to dig that up yourself." With that, Fiona closed her eyes.

Vivienne knew that Fiona would not divulge White Tiger's whereabouts.

Just as stubborn as Scott, she thought.

Vivienne handed her earlier design sketches to Fiona. "Study these well. I'm looking forward to seeing you outdo my jewelry designs here."

Fiona opened her eyes, her gaze flat. She lowered her eyes with a smile, "For the sake of your sketches, maybe you'll find something worthwhile among my belongings." Vivienne raised an eyebrow, gave Fiona a lingering look, and left with Percival.

Ever since Fiona's arrest, all her possessions had been under Percival's control.

They had scoured through everything Fiona owned. And found nothing.

"Could you have missed something?" Vivienne asked.

Percival shook his head. "No, I had everything Fiona owned under surveillance before her arrest - from her bank accounts and stocks to her purse and car; it's all here." Leopold had also gone through everything from top to bottom, unable to find any clue, let alone White Tiger's location.

Vivienne stared at the pile of belongings for a while, then suddenly said, "Let's find Jeffrey!"

Almost at the same moment, Percival also uttered, "Jeffrey!"

The two exchanged a knowing smile.

Shortly after, they went straight to find Jeffrey.

At a certain bar.

Jeffrey had mostly recovered now that Henry was behind bars and the art gallery was closed due to Fiona's case.

With no source of income, he had given himself over to despair.

he ran out of money, he would sell

him in a

something, and Jeffrey immediately

of you!" Jeffrey crouched on

up, his voice stern. "Where

"What are you talking

where is it

soon, there would

Poison resurfaced, its danger was

enough because of Boar Poison, and he would not let anyone close to him suffer because of

there, the threat of

mine. You can't take it

grip tightened on Jeffrey's shoulder. "Not

pain, Jeffrey gasped. "I sold them, sold

eyes narrowed.

could remember to Percival. "The rest is still at my place. Take it if you

not afford to

expression unreadable. "There's a painting missing." Still crouched, held down by Leopold, Jeffrey glanced at the wall of

painting could keep you throwing money around for six

at the bar, made me happy, so I

Vivienne frowned slightly. "What did

showing a video of the

seductive appearance would

Jeffrey was

her home. She liked that painting, so I gave

and Vivienne exchanged a

It was Mr. B.

also on the

had given away something

foot sent

broken ribs. He was livid, wanting

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