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?"

He reluctantly

"What's going on?"

came through was deep and charismatic,

this and did not miss a beat. "Bro, Willa took off on her motorcycle and blew

stranded," he complained. "I rode here on the back of

ride Willa's motorcycle? Dammit, don't you dare come back. I'm green with envy.

went dead, leaving the subordinate feeling

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

I grew up with Willa. That motorcycle was my present to her for Children's Day, and I

pedal and pulled up at the

saw Vivienne and Percival walking arm in

image-it was no

waving as he

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

was this eccentric calling out

be the target of his calls-it appeared he

that?" Vivienne asked,

like it's someone Jasper

they converged, the man removed his aviators and ruffled Vivienne's

think she expected the Perez men to be as composed as Yuri; instead, here was Maddox, channeling

uncle's gonna show you a good time," Maddox

why

shown no blood relation to the Perez family, yet Maddox insisted on the familial

as your grandfather? You gotta call

was momentarily taken aback before nodding. "Uncle's

on the foundation that this car was a gift from his love, and no one was allowed to touch it. Once inside the car, Vivienne took a

cars, they rarely drove them, let alone with an open

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