The Million-Dollar Heart

Mark knew his fate was sealed. Betraying the Nine Mystics Society and harming his brethren had left him no escape.

His only option now was to divulge what he knew about GTO to save his own skin.

"Young Master, my latest orders were to shift our operations to Sea City and locate someone named Imogen to await further instructions. That's all I was told, Young Master. Please, can you spare my life?" Vivienne's eyes narrowed.

Imogen had fled to Sea City, the turf of the Perez family.

Mark continued to plead as a tear traced his cheek.

Vivienne brushed off the man's insincere tears and pressed, "Once in Sea City, how will you find Imogen?"

"I don't know, but our base there is at a virus research facility. I haven't been given details."

Seizing a thread of hope, Mark blurted out, "Young Master, I'll make amends. I'll go to Sea City, uncover the research facility, and deliver this woman, Imogen, to you. I swear I'll complete the mission."

His voice was urgent, punctuated by fits of coughing that suddenly brought forth blood. His heart felt pierced with a thousand needles, suffocating him with pain.

Vivienne stood, dusted off her jacket, and said indifferently, "I gave Flynn a poison that's tearing him apart from the inside. Yours is a hundred times stronger. You'll spend every moment in agony." Mark collapsed, his face ashen.

No one knew better than him the potency of the Young Master's poisons.

His pleas were in vain.

Just as he thought this was the harshest punishment, Vivienne spoke slowly, "You think this is enough?"

Mark shuddered.

Was there something worse waiting for him?

her pockets, looked down upon him. "I've always said, from the day you joined the Nine Mystics Society, death would never be the best outcome. For a traitor... even a death wish is a

the door, Draven

document, pressed Mark's thumb for a print, and walked out, leaving

a fevered pitch, "Young Master, I beg you. I'll never betray you again. Please, you can kill me, but don't send me to the

Draven was stunned

of ferocious dogs used to punish

dared to cross her. She had hoped

was clear how much Mark's betrayal had infuriated

organization that had killed Vivienne's mother, and she was relentless in her quest for vengeance against it, swearing to destroy it

from GTO, but none suffered as

had any personal grudge against them. Thus, if they did not cross her, she might grant them a quick

she trusted Mark. Plus, she was attached to all Nine Mystics

Vivienne would throw Mark into the hound pit.

Vivienne paused at the exit, hearing Mark's begging, she smiled, a poisonous bloom. "I'm a law-abiding citizen. Why would I kill? Don't you worry, you won't die. You'll be tended to every day, year after year unless

crushed Mark's last hope. He sat, mouth agape, unable to

having overheard

would not forgive Mark

father had always been absent, and that only

Aaron the document and said, "From today, you are the head of the Miller family. Everything

upon his

truly dead

knew very well that whether he could obtain complete control of the Miller family still depended on

I won't disappoint you. I promise, the

pledge was filled with a