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."

to dig up something

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

adopted you, and you've been working

do you know? You'll never understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high

eyes darkened. "So, for all that kindness your

Belle by the throat with a grip that could snap it in an

that Belle was F-Poison's adopted

last call made from that phone was to her

in an evidence bag

held a charge a testament to the technology her mother had tinkered with.

a real

under Vivienne's vice-like grip, her

me... I never...

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

then

at twenty-five, Belle posed no threat, 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

One possibility remained.

and Belle shared

once used her print, F-Poison had

could have

about all your sins. If not, well,

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

to shreds? How about I feed

neck, emptying the contents as Belle's body convulsed, then

turning to Vivienne with respect. "Young Master, we'll take it from here. We'll make sure

her former subordinates would

and Percival

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

just addressed Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when was Vivienne

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