The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 535

Patrick was floored by the girl before him, his words catching in his throat as he fell silent.

Quincy did not bother with further conversation. Grabbing her press pass from the table, she stood up and left.

Patrick tugged at his tie, exhaling a long breath of relief.

Dealing with the devil always comes at a price, he mused.

After leaving Patrick's press conference, Quincy took a shortcut and emerged transformed, her professional aura all but gone.

Dressed in a tank top with overalls and sporting a baseball cap, she slung a canvas bag over her shoulder, the picture of a college student.

She waited at the crossroads until a nondescript black Volkswagen pulled up.

"Are you my Uber?" Quincy asked.

The driver poked his head out, sunglasses masking his eyes. "Yeah, hop in, sweetheart."

Quincy smiled and opened the door. Soon, the Volkswagen blended into the stream of city traffic.

"Captain Wolf, can't you guys get me a better ride next time? This one just doesn't suit my style," Leopold grumbled from the driver's seat, resting one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the door. Percival, seated in the passenger seat, turned his head slightly, disregarding Husky's complaints.

In the backseat, Quincy tipped her cap to greet Vivienne. "Long time no see."

"You've gotten taller." Vivienne smiled back.

They skipped the small talk, diving straight into the heart of the matter.

"Ever since the operation to take down Mark ended, I've been out of the loop, just lying low in Rivenwood. After the lab was blown up by someone named Willa, I got zero instructions. It was not until yesterday that I was suddenly told to come to Sea City and give Patrick his next assignment."

you met

The orders come through online messages. I've tried tracking him, but there's nothing to trace." Quincy pulled out her phone and showed a forum post from F-Poison detailing the

trace the source on her laptop but hit a

network's been beefed up since our mentor's days. We can't track

years, GTO had upped their game. Plus, the original backdoor was locked away at Vanguard Agency

GTO's internal network was a pipe

the thought

"As for the bomb on the ship, I was out of the loop. That was

"Another team?"

"After Mr. B, namely Belle, was captured, I thought F-Poison would activate us, the underlings, but it never happened, and the operations kept running

has more than one so-called

Like the bomb incident-handled by her deputy in Sea City. I've yet to figure

had not been for this trip to Sea City

Belle was not GTO's second-in-command after all; she was just the regional

who was in

F-Poison even

know for now. I'll let you know if anything else comes up," Quincy said,

the car, and Quincy stepped

to the back seat.

narrowed her eyes. "The Sea City lab is right under the

will probably fall to Patrick soon. Once a person gets too big for their britches,

smiles, anticipating the

in decades was happening - the first and the second branches united, completely sidelining Wendy and Eliza to take over the Boyd Group. "Where the hell is the contract with

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