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."

to dig up something no one

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

the paper. "Oh, not biological? So, F-Poison adopted you, and you've been working for

"What do you know? You'll never understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and mighty. You think I'd tell you where she

all that kindness your mother showed you, you

a flash, Vivienne lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that could snap it in

lab, Vivienne had found more than proof that Belle was

last call made from that phone was to her mother on the

it, preserved in an evidence bag stored in

to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices GTO used were from her

a real

to breathe under Vivienne's

I never... never

"Vivienne, she was only fifteen ten years ago. It wasn't

then reluctantly

threat, much less at fifteen. But Vivienne knew the last call to her mother came from that phone-if not Belle, then it had to be F-Poison. Except the phone bore no prints

One possibility remained.

Belle

F-Poison had been hiding

crimes could have been F-Poison's doing-GTO's true

all your sins. If not, well, they'll make sure you suffer

them. "Traitors! Don't you fear F-Poison will find you and tear you to

a syringe. "Tear us to shreds? How about I feed you to

contents as Belle's body convulsed, then stiffened

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

that one day, her former

and Percival

bed, Percival suddenly remembered something

Master? Since when was Vivienne the Young Master? And of

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