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

in a drunken

with something, and Jeffrey immediately

you!" Jeffrey crouched on

up, his voice stern. "Where are the things Fiona

blinked, confused. "What are you

where is it all?" Percival

not find White Tiger soon, there would be no lead on Boar

Poison resurfaced, its danger was

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

of Boar Poison could

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

Jeffrey's shoulder.

"I sold them, sold

eyes narrowed.

Jeffrey spilled everything he could remember to Percival.

not afford to cross

unreadable. "There's a painting missing." Still crouched, held down by Leopold, Jeffrey glanced

and you're giving gifts? One painting could keep you throwing money around for six months. Stop talking nonsense." Leopold smacked Jeffrey on

away. Met a lady at the bar,

Vivienne frowned slightly. "What did

phone, showing a video of the

seductive appearance would tempt

was no

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

Vivienne exchanged a

It was Mr. B.

seemed Mr. B was also on the

had given away something

foot sent

now had two broken ribs. He was livid,

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