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."

Vivienne had managed to dig up something

was a blood analysis report with her name and

So, F-Poison adopted you, and

spat with disdain. "What do you know? You'll never understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and mighty.

for all that kindness your mother showed you, you

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

more than proof that Belle

call made from that phone was to her

it, preserved in

the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices GTO

had a real penchant for

breathe under Vivienne's vice-like grip,

wasn't... me... I never... never even met...

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

then reluctantly let

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 but

One possibility remained.

Belle

used her print, F-Poison had been hiding

of Belle's alleged crimes could have

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

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

us to shreds? How about I feed you to

the 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.

could never have imagined that one day, her

and Percival left

suddenly

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

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