The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 487

Vivienne was cool as a cucumber as she scrolled through her phone, eventually pulling up a photo and passing the device to Belle.

"Is this the mark of White Tiger?" She asked, her voice steady and casual.

Belle snorted with a smirk. "So what if it is? Even if you found the mark, you won't catch him."

Vivienne let out a dismissive laugh. "How can you talk such a big game without ever having seen the guy?"

That caught Belle off guard. She did not expect Vivienne to know that White Tiger had chosen to not work with her but with the true boss of GTO, the elusive F-Poison.

In other words, White Tiger had not even considered her despite her being GTO's right-hand woman.

Vivienne gulped down her coke a little too fast and burped without a hint of embarrassment, which made Percival chuckle softly as he patted her back gently.

"Easy there, no one's fighting you for it."

Vivienne flashed him a coy smile and a look that said more than words could.

Across from them, Belle cursed under her breath, "You two really have no shame."

Unfazed, Vivienne leaned against Percival's shoulder. "So, spill it-where's your mother?"

Belle's eyes widened in shock as if she had heard something unspeakable. It took her a moment to gather herself.

Indeed, Vivienne was asking about her mother!

After a pause, Belle finally found her voice. "What nonsense are you spouting now?"

Percival pulled out a document. "This was found in the GTO lab. It confirms that you and your boss are mother and daughter."

aback. Vivienne had managed to dig up something no

was a blood analysis report with her name and F-Poison's, indicating

adopted you, and you've been working for her out of

you know? You'll never understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting

for all that kindness your mother showed

Belle by the throat with a grip that

that Belle was F-Poison's adopted daughter; she had uncovered a

to her mother on the very

in an

technology

real

breathe under Vivienne's vice-like grip, her

I never... never

placing a hand on Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne, she was only fifteen ten years ago. It

hesitated, then reluctantly

fifteen. But Vivienne knew the last call to her mother came from that phone-if

One possibility remained.

and Belle

had once used her print, F-Poison had been

Belle's alleged crimes could have been F-Poison's

If not, well, they'll make sure you suffer worse than death." No sooner had Vivienne finished than two figures emerged from the shadows-Rowan and

Don't you fear F-Poison will find you and tear

up her sleeves, brandishing a syringe. "Tear us to shreds? How about I feed

jabbed the needle into Belle's neck, emptying the contents as Belle's body convulsed, then stiffened until only her

"Young Master, we'll take it from here. We'll make sure Mr. B...

her former subordinates would use

Percival

a bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and looked

Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when

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