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?

said, from the day you joined the Nine Mystics Society, death would never be the best

the door, Draven

Mark's thumb for a print, and walked

betray you

stunned by her

used to punish traitors. For years, no human had ever been thrown

her. She had hoped she

clear how much Mark's betrayal had infuriated

ended with poison, but Mark had joined GTO, the organization that had killed Vivienne's mother, and she was relentless in her quest for vengeance against it, swearing to

dealt with many from GTO, but none suffered as

her mother's death. They were not GTO's boss, and she never had any personal grudge against them. Thus, if they did not

Plus, she was attached to

understand why Vivienne would throw Mark into the hound pit. If he

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

He sat, mouth

Aaron was waiting, having overheard

of course, would not forgive

been absent, and that only seemed more accurate than

today, you are the head of the Miller

It stated that upon his

Mark was truly dead was irrelevant. What mattered was

he knew very well that whether he could obtain complete control

I promise, the

with

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