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 no one in GTO

with her name and

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

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 is? In your

eyes darkened. "So, for all that kindness your mother showed

room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that

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

phone was to her mother on the very

it, preserved in an evidence bag stored in the

decade, the device still held a charge a testament to the technology her mother

real

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

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

a hand on Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne,

then reluctantly

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

One possibility remained.

Belle

Calista had once used her print, F-Poison had

could have been

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

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

a syringe. "Tear us to shreds?

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

from here. We'll make sure

never have imagined that one day, her former

and Percival

Percival suddenly remembered something and looked at

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