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?

in 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

the door, Draven entered. "Young

Mark's thumb for a print, and walked out, leaving behind a chilling command, "Throw him into the

betray you again. Please, you can kill me, but

Draven was stunned by

punish traitors. For years, no human had

of its existence and Vivienne's temperament. No one dared to cross her. She

how much Mark's

pang of sympathy. A simple betrayal might have ended with poison, but Mark had joined GTO, the organization that

GTO, but none

and she never had any personal grudge against them. Thus,

was attached to all Nine Mystics Society

hound pit. If he were betrayed by someone he trusted, he would do the

hearing Mark's begging, she smiled, a poisonous bloom. "I'm a law-abiding citizen. Why would I kill? Don't you worry, you

He sat, mouth

overheard

would not

and that only seemed more

document and said, "From today, you are the head of the

Mark's will. It stated that upon his death,

Aaron, whether Mark was truly dead was irrelevant. What

obtain complete control of the Miller family still

promise, the Miller family will

with

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