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 pulled out his

"What's going on?"

through was deep and charismatic, yet the tone carried a hint

off on her motorcycle and blew the place." "Blew it

fine. But I'm stranded," he complained. "I rode here on the back of her

Dammit, don't you dare come back. I'm

the subordinate feeling like the

fueling his wait at the airport, sat in a flashy sports car, his aviators barely

my present to her for Children's Day,

to emerge from the airport terminal. He floored the gas pedal and pulled up at the pickup area, leaping out without even opening the car

he saw Vivienne and

the spitting image-it was no wonder the old man had

gap quickly, waving as

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

eccentric calling

glanced back. No one else seemed to be the target

Vivienne asked,

brow furrowed. "Seems like it's

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

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

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

"Mr. Perez, why should I call you

blood relation to the Perez family, yet

man as your grandfather? You gotta call me uncle.

momentarily taken aback before nodding. "Uncle's got

Maddox to his car, with Thomas initially poised to drive. However, Maddox refused on the foundation that this car was a gift from his love, and no one was allowed to touch it. Once

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

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