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."

you are here now, aren't you? When will you fulfill

tone was light, as though she was commenting

She swallowed hard, fighting to keep her hands steady. "I'll make good on my promise soon

averted her gaze, not

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

of relief. "Enjoy your drink. I must be

replied, still with her back to

car, her hands finally ceasing their tremble after a

the steering wheel, she was haunted by the memory of that

was six

man scale

the intruder warily. "Who are you? What are you doing in

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

first meeting, and I didn't bring a gift. You don't mind, do

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

heard 'make your father lose you forever,' something

who was fiercely protecting her,

to fight, confident in her own skills. Yet, Diana picked up a stone and struck Sasha hard on the

in her

her voice timid. "You said to make

Diana back to reality, her forehead

a deep breath, and

get rid of you thirty

At the Rivenwood Penitentiary.

through the