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

she was commenting on the fine

stiffened, a tingling sense of dread washing over her. She swallowed hard, fighting to keep her 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 tracing her lips, her calm eyes

gaze, not daring

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

a sigh of relief. "Enjoy your drink.

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

car, her hands finally

steering wheel, she was haunted by

six

she had watched a man scale the fence and

protective as ever, Sasha positioned herself in front of Diana, eyeing the intruder warily. "Who are you? What are you doing

half-mask, revealed only his lips, shadowed by

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 you?" Sasha remained

to take 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, hidden behind

father lose

fiercely protecting her, and took a

confident in her own skills. Yet, Diana picked

with disbelief in her eyes before collapsing into

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

snapped Diana

a deep breath, and started the car,

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

At the Rivenwood Penitentiary.

through the