The Million-Dollar Heart

William pondered for a moment before speaking up, "It was about two weeks before the boss took her own life. She sent it to me over the local network; it was a burn-after-reading kind of deal, leaving only this file with instructions to keep it safe, saying it would come in handy later. Then she just vanished without a trace."

"It was the same for me. The boss made me promise not to let these secrets out," Zachary also chimed in.

Vivienne's brow furrowed with concern. It would come in handy later?

How so?

Her mother was dead. What good could it possibly do now?

"Master, could this be... bionic technology?" William ventured to ask.

Vivienne nodded. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm entrusting to you. I've consolidated all the Ashford and Boyd family resources, and the labs are all set up, but I don't have the time to manage them. I'm hoping you can handle it. Will that work for you?"

"Of course, it's perfect," William replied, his voice tinged with excitement. "Master, aside from my work in holistic medicine, I've been relying on this document from the boss to research bionics. I always felt something was missing, but now that you've brought this to us, it's all starting to make sense."

Zachary nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I've always wondered what the boss meant by it might come in handy. Turns out she was waiting for you to come to us, Madam."

Vivienne's lips curved into a slight smile.

Waiting for her to come to them? Did her mother have the same capabilities as her mentor, to know the future?

How could her mother be so sure that she would come?

A myriad of questions flickered through Vivienne's mind, slowly shaping into a theory.

"You guys can handle the Havenwood and Rivenwood affairs. Patrick has been making progress with the bionics project over the years, but he never quite cracked it. Keep pushing in that direction, and you're bound to see results soon."

After giving her instructions, Vivienne stood up. "If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask me."

words, she

technology to the

settled, Vivienne made her way to the underground prison where Patrick was

the DEA, Patrick had been

water cell,

him, studying his pale and swollen

drugs, stealing her mother's research for

was a betrayal that struck at Vivienne's

Patrick struggled weakly and managed to gasp, "Madam... I know I was wrong.

chains binding him clanking. "I don't know. I've never

never met F-Poison, yet you chose to betray

GTO approached me and offered me a lot. They said I could make a fortune if I followed

grip as he struggled for

beg you, let me

his neck right off. But

a moment, he thought

I'm telling the truth. I really haven't seen F-Poison, but I did meet a girl

loyalty

sharpened, "Did F-Poison ever

the technology is still immature. It only functions for ten

deepest connection

and had sustained GTO's finances for years. With a swift chop, Vivienne

of the water cell and sitting in her car, Vivienne could not shake the feeling that something was

the help of a projector, but no matter what, she could not have escaped from under

them, leaving nothing behind, was not a person at all-it was a biorobot created by Imogen