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.

his days in the bar, when he ran out of money, he would sell something to continue his

found him in a

with something, and Jeffrey

you!" Jeffrey crouched on

stern. "Where

confused. "What are you

stuff Fiona bought you, where is it all?" Percival

they did not find White Tiger soon, there would be no

Poison resurfaced, its danger was

Boar Poison, and he would not let anyone

of Boar

can't take it

Jeffrey's shoulder. "Not

"I sold

narrowed.

friends and buyers I met at art shows." Jeffrey spilled everything he could remember to Percival. "The

to

his expression unreadable. "There's a painting missing." Still

One painting could keep you throwing money around for six months. Stop talking nonsense." Leopold

at the bar, made me happy, so I gave

slightly. "What did she

his phone, showing a video of the woman

appearance would tempt

Jeffrey was

and I took her home. She liked that painting, so I gave

Vivienne exchanged

It was Mr. B.

B was also on the hunt for Boar

the fool, had given away

sent

now had two broken ribs. He was

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