The Million-Dollar Heart

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

a blood analysis report with her name

not biological? So, F-Poison adopted you, and you've been working for her

shown me. Don't stand there acting all high and mighty. You think I'd tell you where she

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

a flash, Vivienne lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat

that Belle was F-Poison's adopted

last call made from that phone was to her

on it, preserved in an evidence bag stored in the GTO

to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices GTO used were

had a real penchant

struggled to breathe under Vivienne's

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

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

then reluctantly let

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.

Belle shared

had once used her print, F-Poison had been hiding

could have

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

fear F-Poison will find

rolled up her sleeves, brandishing a syringe. "Tear us to shreds? How about I feed you to the dogs

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

take it from here. We'll make sure Mr. B... Belle tells

could never have imagined that one day, her former subordinates would use those same methods on

and Percival left

Percival suddenly remembered something and looked at Vivienne. "Young

addressed Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when