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.

bar, when he ran out

him in a drunken

him with something, and Jeffrey immediately

you!" Jeffrey crouched on the ground, terrified Vivienne

voice stern. "Where

"What are

you, where is

Tiger soon, there would be no lead on Boar

resurfaced, its danger

suffered enough because of Boar Poison, and he would not let anyone close

Vivienne there, the threat of Boar Poison

can't take it away

tightened on Jeffrey's

"I sold

narrowed. "To

he could remember to

not afford to

Jeffrey's collection of sports cars and antiques, Percival surveyed Jeffrey's warehouse, his expression unreadable. "There's a

giving gifts? One painting could keep you throwing money around for six months. Stop

Met a lady at the bar, made me happy, so I gave it

lady?" Vivienne frowned slightly.

phone, showing a video of the woman pole

seductive appearance would tempt

Jeffrey was no

took her home. She

and Vivienne

It was Mr. B.

Mr. B was also on the hunt for

given away something

sent

broken ribs.

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