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? When will you fulfill

as though she was commenting on the

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

not daring to meet F-Poison's

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

of relief. "Enjoy your

care," F-Poison replied, still with her back

out of the villa and rushed to her car, her hands finally ceasing their tremble after a long

haunted by

six years

she had watched a man scale the fence

Diana, eyeing the intruder

man, his features obscured by a half-mask, revealed only his lips, shadowed

crouched down, 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 don't mind, do

lose you forever. That's my fun. Come on, Sasha. Let's go," F-Poison said, extending a hand toward Sasha, his

'make your father lose you forever,' something stirred

Sasha, who was fiercely protecting her,

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

disbelief in her eyes before

the stone to F-Poison, her voice timid. "You said to make her

sound of the car horn snapped Diana back to reality, her

sat up straight, took a deep breath, and started the

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

At the Rivenwood Penitentiary.

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