The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 487

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 no one

blood analysis report with her name and

So, F-Poison adopted you, and you've been working

understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and mighty. You think I'd tell you

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

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

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

call made from that phone was to

Belle's fingerprints were on it, preserved in an

charge a testament to the technology her

a real penchant for

breathe under Vivienne's

me... I never... never even

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 bore no prints

One possibility remained.

and Belle shared a

print, F-Poison had been hiding behind her adopted daughter's

could have

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

you fear F-Poison will find you and tear you to

"Tear us to shreds? How about I

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

with respect. "Young Master, we'll take it from here. We'll make sure Mr. B... Belle tells nothing but

could never have imagined that one day, her

Percival left the

out from under a bed, Percival suddenly remembered

Young Master? Since when was Vivienne the

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