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."

taken aback. Vivienne had managed to dig up something

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

F-Poison adopted you,

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

all that kindness your

lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that

found more than proof that Belle was F-Poison's adopted daughter; she had uncovered

to her mother

Belle's fingerprints were on it, preserved in an evidence bag

a decade, the device still held a charge a testament to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices

had a real penchant

to breathe under Vivienne's vice-like

I never... never even met...

"Vivienne, she was only

then reluctantly let

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 shared

used her print, F-Poison

alleged crimes could

the next three days. Better come clean about all your sins. If not, well, they'll make sure you suffer worse than death."

glared at them. "Traitors! Don't you fear F-Poison

rolled up her sleeves, brandishing a syringe. "Tear us to shreds?

needle into Belle's neck, emptying the contents as Belle's body

from here. We'll make sure Mr. B... Belle tells nothing but the truth." Vivienne nodded,

imagined that one day, her

Percival left the

bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and

just addressed Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when

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