The Million-Dollar Heart

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

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

biological? So, F-Poison adopted you, and you've been

kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and mighty. You think I'd tell you where she is? In your wildest

for all that kindness your mother showed you,

flash, Vivienne lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the

that Belle

phone was to her mother on the very day

were on it, preserved in an

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

had a real penchant

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

I never...

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

then

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

F-Poison had been hiding behind her

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

and sat back down. "Belle, you will be interrogated for the next three days. Better come clean about all your sins. If not, well, they'll make sure you suffer worse than death." No sooner had Vivienne finished than two figures emerged from

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

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

jabbed the needle into Belle's neck, emptying the contents

Master, we'll take it from here. We'll make sure Mr. B... Belle tells nothing but the truth." Vivienne nodded, aware of GTO's reputation

could never have imagined that one day, her former subordinates would

and Percival left the

bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and looked at Vivienne. "Young

as the Young Master? Since when was