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."

taken aback. Vivienne had managed to dig up something no one in

document was a blood analysis report with

the paper. "Oh, not biological? So, F-Poison adopted you, and you've been working for her out

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

"So, for all that kindness your mother showed you, you

lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that

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

call made from that phone was to her

on it, preserved in an

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

real

to breathe under Vivienne's vice-like

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

forward, placing a hand on Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne, she

then reluctantly

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

her print, F-Poison had been

could

clean about all your sins. If not, well, they'll make sure you suffer worse than death." No sooner had Vivienne

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

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

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

that one day, her former subordinates would use

and Percival left the

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

Since

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