The Million-Dollar Heart

Indeed, no sooner had Percival finished speaking than he received a confidential message from the higher-ups. He was ordered to return to Rivenwood immediately to take control of the situation at Rivenwood headquarters. Stretching languidly, Vivienne remarked, "Looks like it's time to wrap this up."

That evening, Mara sat anxiously in the living room of the Ashford Mansion.

"Gillian, I'm still worried. What did Percival mean? I didn't say anything, and he said he'd bring what you want. This..."

Gillian handed Mara a cup of steaming cola. "Oh, don't fret, sweetheart. If your brother said so, we just wait. Dad mentioned that as long as the contract and the Boyd family signet ring are brought over, you can inherit the Boyd family. Trust me."

To Gillian, neither the contract nor the Boyd family signet ring mattered much; she could not understand why Patrick was so hung up on them.

Earlier tonight, she had merely phoned Patrick to inform him that Mara had brought the items without getting into details.

Before long, Percival arrived at the Ashford Mansion with Vivienne, knocking on the door.

Gillian quickly primped her hair and went to answer the door, brimming with excitement. To her absolute surprise, the door opened to a squad of armed individuals who stormed in and surrounded the Ashford Mansion.

Staring at Percival in disbelief, Gillian asked, "Mr. Ellington, what is this?"

"Patrick is suspected of drug trafficking. We're here to search the premises." Percival produced a search warrant, flicking it so that agents from Vanguard Agency began scouring the Ashford Mansion. "You must be mistaken; my father has been framed..." Gillian stepped back, only to see someone retrieve a plaster doll from her room.

It was a gift from Patrick for her eighteenth birthday.

With a crack, the doll shattered, spilling its contents on the floor: a bag of Keco!

Vivienne approached, opened the bag, and took a sniff. "This is the original Keco we've been searching for, identical to the batch seized at the docks."

As the sound of car doors closing came from outside, a scream followed.

as Patrick in person, suspect is secured, we can wrap this

face contorted in horror at the sight of

swear, this isn't my doing. I don't know why this would be in my

you Mr. Keco?" Vivienne dangled the bag of Keco, shaking it with a smirk. "How did my mom ever overlook your talent? You even ventured into drug production." Seeing Vivienne's reaction, a flicker

was Patrick's code name within the GTO

knees, realizing

How did you

death, Patrick had been operating under GTO for the past decade, essentially acting

Scott and Belle, who were relentlessly searching for Karen's legacy potion, Patrick was

production and trafficking, providing GTO with cutting-edge

the years, he had become bolder in his

done in the dark will come to

Vivienne had not focused on Patrick, but his ambition to absorb

schemed to overtake the Boyds and

continued their investigation. Tracing Keco led them

tech, but in truth, it was a front for drug production, exploiting

also arrived

the factory - found a five-ton stockpile. This guy's bigger than some international kingpins," Leopold slapped Patrick on the head, "Damn,

that the factory was just a drug production site, not GTO's

dead end, though not

was known to the local division, and GTO's virus research base would not be easily uncovered. "Take him

and Mara watched the entire ordeal, too stunned to grasp