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."

"Have you met

through online messages. I've tried tracking him, but there's nothing

trace the source on her laptop but

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

left behind a backdoor, but after all these years, GTO had upped their game. Plus, the

network was

burdened by the thought

bomb on the ship, I was out of the

"Another team?"

thought F-Poison would activate us, the underlings, but it never happened, and the operations kept running smoothly. This leads me to believe Mr. B was not the real second-in-command or that others at her level are

F-Poison has more than one so-called second-in-command

by her deputy in Sea City. I've yet to figure out who that is,"

Patrick, for instance. If it had not been for this trip to Sea City and the discovery of the bionic

was not GTO's second-in-command after all;

who was in charge of Sea

was F-Poison

you know if anything else comes up," Quincy said, donning

parked the car, and Quincy stepped

the

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

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

exchanged knowing smiles, anticipating

and the second branches united, completely sidelining Wendy and Eliza to take over the Boyd Group. "Where

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