The Million-Dollar Heart

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.

in the bar, when he ran out of money, he would

him in a drunken

him with something, and Jeffrey immediately

I'm not afraid of you!" Jeffrey crouched on

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

"What are you

is it all?" Percival was

did not find White Tiger soon, there would be no

Poison resurfaced, its danger

of Boar Poison, and he would not let anyone

Vivienne there, the threat of Boar

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

Jeffrey's shoulder. "Not talking,

"I sold them,

narrowed. "To

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

could not afford to cross these two

checking Fiona's 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 down by Leopold, Jeffrey glanced at the wall of antiques. "That, I gave it

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

it away. Met a lady at the bar, made me happy, so

lady?" Vivienne frowned slightly. "What did she look

a video of the woman pole

would tempt

Jeffrey was

up that night, and I took her home. She liked that

and Vivienne exchanged

It was Mr. B.

Mr. B was also on the

given away

sent

healed body now had two broken ribs. He was livid, wanting