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?"

bring her back. He reluctantly pulled out

"What's going on?"

and charismatic,

was used to this and did not miss a beat. "Bro, Willa took off on her motorcycle and blew the place." "Blew it up?

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

got to ride Willa's motorcycle? Dammit, don't you dare come back.

went dead, leaving the subordinate feeling like the sky

addressed as "Bro," righteous indignation fueling his wait at the airport, sat

motorcycle was my present to her for Children's Day, and I haven't even ridden

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

Vivienne and Percival

on Vivienne. She was the spitting image-it was no

waving as

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

this eccentric calling

seemed to be the target

Vivienne

like it's someone Jasper

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

think she expected

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

"Mr. Perez, why should I call you

relation to the

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

aback before nodding. "Uncle's got a

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

cars, they rarely drove

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