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

boss goes by F-Poison. 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

source on her laptop

been beefed up since our mentor's days. We can't track it with what we've got," Percival said, looking

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

GTO's internal network was a

sighed, burdened by the thought of

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

"Another team?"

Belle, was captured, I 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 still

has more than one so-called second-in-command like Belle?"

I've yet to figure out who that is," Quincy said, which aligned with

it had not been for this trip to Sea City

all; she

in charge of

F-Poison

now. I'll let you know

the car,

Percival moved to the back seat. "What's the plan

under the Ashford family's factory.

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

exchanged knowing smiles,

and Eliza to take over the Boyd Group. "Where the hell is the contract with the Ashford family? Speak up, you decrepit

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