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.

the bar, when he ran out of money, he

him in

something,

of you!" Jeffrey crouched on the ground, terrified Vivienne might

voice stern. "Where are the things

"What are you

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

soon, there would be no lead on

resurfaced, its danger was

would not let anyone

the threat of Boar

"It's mine. You can't take it away from

tightened on Jeffrey's shoulder. "Not talking,

pain, Jeffrey gasped. "I sold them, sold

narrowed. "To

at art shows." Jeffrey spilled everything he could remember to

to cross these

transfer records against Jeffrey's collection of sports cars and antiques, Percival surveyed Jeffrey's warehouse, his expression unreadable. "There's a painting missing." Still crouched, held

keep you throwing money

at the bar, made me happy, so I

lady?" Vivienne frowned slightly. "What did

out his phone, showing a video of the woman

appearance would

Jeffrey was

night, and I took her home. She

Vivienne exchanged

It was Mr. B.

also on the

had given away something

foot sent Jeffrey

now had two broken ribs. He was livid, wanting to curse

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