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 no one in

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

kindness

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

more than proof that Belle was F-Poison's adopted daughter;

from that phone was to her mother on

preserved in an evidence

still held a charge a testament to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices GTO used were from her

a real penchant for

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

never... never even

hand on Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne, she was

then reluctantly

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

One possibility remained.

Belle

print, F-Poison had been

of Belle's alleged crimes could have

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

"Traitors! Don't you fear F-Poison will find you and tear

her sleeves, brandishing a syringe. "Tear us to shreds? How about I feed

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

we'll take it from here. We'll make sure Mr.

one day, her former subordinates would use those same methods on

and Percival left

suddenly remembered something and looked at

addressed Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when was

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