The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 500

Rivenwood.

The abandoned GTO research facility stood eerily silent.

A woman with a leather jacket and a high ponytail stood at the entrance, her gaze icy as she surveyed the desolation before her.

The layout, the machinery-it all felt vaguely familiar as if it had once danced through the edges of her memory.

But no distinct recollections surfaced. It was a lot to expect, given that the remnants of her infancy were entangled with this place. Familiarity? That was asking too much.

"Willa, I swear, it was empty when we got here. You gotta believe me."

The woman was none other than Willa, who had grown up under the watchful eye of Jasper within the Perez family.

The speaker was a scattered disciple of the Perez family, once a subordinate under Willa's command in the organization.

Even though Willa had left the Perez family, they had never revoked her access. She could summon the family's resources at a moment's notice, anywhere in the world.

Willa's expression remained unreadable as she fingered a bracelet on her wrist, engraved with the mysterious moniker "F-Poison."

Her waterfall-like hair swayed in the breeze, occasionally whipping the face of her former subordinate, who stepped back quietly. Willa cherished her hair, and it would not do to lose its luster on someone else's face.

After a final stroke of her hair, Willa turned and strode away, her subordinate hurrying after her. Before he could utter a word, a deafening explosion shattered the silence.

They turned to see the GTO facility now reduced to rubble.

Willa did not look back. Tossing the detonator over her shoulder, she hopped onto her motorcycle. "F-Poison, where the hell are you? Alive or dead, I need to know. I have to get Sasha back!"

Her subordinate let out a heavy sigh. "Willa, how am I supposed to get back?"

plea would bring her back. He reluctantly pulled out his phone and

"What's going on?"

charismatic, yet the

off on her motorcycle and blew the place." "Blew it up? She's not hurt,

fine. But I'm stranded," he complained. "I rode here on

You got to ride Willa's motorcycle? Dammit, don't you

dead, leaving the subordinate feeling

subordinate addressed as "Bro," righteous indignation fueling his wait at the airport, sat in a flashy sports car, his aviators

for Children's Day, and I haven't

floored the gas pedal and pulled up at the pickup area, leaping out without

a distance, he saw Vivienne and Percival walking arm

gaze lingered on Vivienne. She was the spitting image-it was no wonder

closed the gap quickly, waving

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

was this eccentric calling out to

to be the target of his calls-it appeared he was indeed

that?" Vivienne asked,

furrowed. "Seems like it's someone Jasper

the man removed his aviators and ruffled Vivienne's hair. "Hey, kiddo, I'm

son, Yuri's elder brother Maddox. And to think she expected the Perez men to be as composed as Yuri; instead, here was Maddox, channeling the

uncle's gonna show you a good time," Maddox declared, any previous gloom now

confused. "Mr. Perez, why

the Perez family, yet Maddox insisted on the familial

tongue. "Didn't you accept our old man as your grandfather? You gotta call me uncle. Mr. Perez sounds

aback before nodding. "Uncle's got

foundation that this car was a gift from

several sports cars, they rarely drove them, let alone with

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