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."

managed to dig up something no one in GTO

report with her name and F-Poison's, indicating a maternal

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

the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and

kindness your mother showed you,

grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip

lab, Vivienne had found more than proof that Belle

made from that phone was to her mother on the

on it, preserved in an evidence

the device still held a charge a testament to the technology her mother had

real penchant for

struggled to breathe under Vivienne's vice-like grip, her face

never... never even

shoulder. "Vivienne, she

then reluctantly

Vivienne knew the last call to her mother came from that phone-if not Belle, then it had to be F-Poison.

One possibility remained.

Belle shared a

print, F-Poison had

crimes could have been F-Poison's

the next three days. Better come clean about all your sins. If

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

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

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

make sure Mr. B... Belle tells nothing but the truth." Vivienne nodded, aware of

that one day, her former subordinates would use those same

and Percival left the

suddenly remembered something and looked at Vivienne.

Since when was Vivienne

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