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."

dig up something

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

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

never understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and mighty.

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

lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat

had found more than proof that Belle

last call made from that phone was to her

were on it, preserved in an evidence bag stored in

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

a real penchant

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

me... I never...

on Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne, she was

then reluctantly

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 the phone

One possibility remained.

and Belle

print, F-Poison

Belle's alleged crimes could

be interrogated for the next three days. Better come clean about all your sins. If not, well,

fear F-Poison

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

that, she jabbed the needle into Belle's neck, emptying the contents as Belle's body convulsed, then

make sure Mr. B... Belle tells nothing but the truth."

never have imagined that one day, her former

and Percival left the

suddenly remembered something and looked at

Master? Since when was Vivienne

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