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."

aren't you?

was commenting on the fine taste of the

hands steady. "I'll make good on my promise soon enough. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our deal." F-Poison swirled her glass, the wine

not daring to meet F-Poison's

disappoint me," F-Poison said with

sigh of relief. "Enjoy your

with her back to Diana, her

car,

haunted by the memory of that fateful

six

watched a man scale the

in front of Diana, eyeing the intruder

a half-mask, revealed only his lips, shadowed by a

smiling at Sasha's question. "You must be Sasha, about the same age as my daughter. I'm F-Poison. It's our first meeting, and I didn't bring a gift.

you away, make your father lose you forever. That's my fun. Come on, Sasha. Let's go," F-Poison said, extending a hand toward Sasha, his demeanor still pleasant. Diana,

father

glanced at Sasha, who was fiercely protecting her,

own skills. Yet, Diana picked

in her eyes before collapsing

timid. "You said to make

Diana back to reality, her forehead slick with

up straight, took a deep breath, and started

get rid of you thirty years ago.

At the Rivenwood Penitentiary.

pushed through