The Million-Dollar Heart

Diana flipped open the report, her eyes widening in disbelief as she saw today's date stamped at the top.

"What on earth?" She exclaimed, her voice tinged with alarm.

How could this be happening?

Why had Yuri not given up on the paternity test with Vivienne?

She had already tampered with the test results back in Sea City!

Gillian shrugged dismissively. "How should I know? If I had not been on my toes, Vivienne's true identity would have been exposed by now. Ms. Perez, it seems your standing in the Perez family is hanging by a thread."

"There's no need for your reminder, F-Poison!" Diana snapped back, her eyes ablaze with resentment.

And the woman in the villa, the one masquerading under Gillian's guise, was indeed F-Poison.

F-Poison examined her reflection in the mirror, apparently quite pleased with her current facade. She reveled in Diana's animosity without a hint of discomfort.

"Ms. Perez, anger leads to wrinkles, you know. You're still so young; you should take care of your skin," F-Poison advised, patting her own face gently.

Diana tore the paternity report into shreds and tossed it angrily into the trash bin.

She sat back, her gaze heavy with a cold intent. "Says someone who doesn't have to live off her own face. Do you really care about it?"

F-Poison did not shy away from the question. "Of course, I take good care of my skin. Even with a mask, I wouldn't let it suffer. A woman should never neglect herself."

As F-Poison spoke, she settled opposite Diana, lifting a glass of red wine. "Ms. Perez, I've done you a huge favor. Shouldn't I see some form of gratitude by now?"

Diana took a deep breath, her agitation subsiding. "I've only just arrived in Rivenwood, using my father's illness as an excuse to come. Otherwise, the Perez family wouldn't have wanted me here, fearing I'd charm my father into handing over the family fortune to me."

are here now, aren't you? When will

though she was commenting on the fine

good on my promise soon enough. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our deal." F-Poison swirled her glass, the wine tracing her lips, her calm eyes betraying a hint of

averted her gaze, not daring to meet

to our continued partnership. Don't disappoint me," F-Poison said with a smile, standing to

a sigh of relief. "Enjoy your

her back to Diana, her voice

the villa and rushed to her car, her hands finally ceasing their tremble after

the steering wheel, she was haunted by

six years

watched a man scale the fence and approach herself

in front of Diana, eyeing the intruder warily.

a half-mask, revealed only his lips, shadowed

as my daughter. I'm F-Poison. It's our first meeting, and I didn't bring a gift. You don't

Come on, Sasha. Let's go," F-Poison said, extending

father lose you forever,' something

was fiercely protecting

own skills. Yet, Diana picked up a stone and struck Sasha hard on

her eyes

timid. "You said to

horn snapped Diana back to reality,

sat up straight, took a deep breath, and started the car, her gaze hardening with

get rid of you thirty years ago. I won't let your daughter become an obstacle now!'

At the Rivenwood Penitentiary.

through the