The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 585

Diana locked eyes with Vesper and felt a sudden tightness in her chest. Guilt washed over her, and she quickly averted her gaze, scurrying back to her room.

Once inside, she realized she was drenched in a cold sweat, her fear palpable.

Then, the itch started. She scratched furiously, but it brought no relief. It felt as if a million tiny bugs were crawling over her skin.

Soon after, a bone-chilling cold enveloped her as if she had plunged into an icy cavern.

Outside, Vivienne withdrew her hand, her cheeks as cool and expressionless as a winter's dawn.

She had not outright killed Diana because something about the situation perplexed her. In this world, there was only one kind of poison that could elude her senses-Karen's poison. And yet, Diana had somehow managed to get her hands on it.

Vesper, too, pulled back in silence.

Though it was not time to strike a lethal blow, ensuring Diana suffered a little was within Vesper's means.

Feeling the cold grip of winter amid the height of summer certainly had a certain appeal.

"Vivienne, I will get to the bottom of this. Your suffering won't be in vain," Jasper said, his features etched with concern.

Even if he trusted Diana would not do such a thing, it did not mean the juice Vivienne had been served was not poisonous.

Vivienne would never lie, and Vesper would not have forced the poison out without good reason.

"Grandpa, don't worry about me, I'm fine." Vivienne's smile was a feeble attempt to ease his worry. She would handle this herself.

"Dad, let me help you back inside. Mr. Linklater was supposed to hey, where did Mr. Linklater go?" Yuri looked around, perplexed by Vesper's sudden disappearance. Vivienne turned, and sure enough, Vesper had vanished without a trace!

She had been unguarded last time, but this time, she was on high alert, and he still managed to slip away.

Jasper suddenly realized he had not heard Finnian's voice in a while. He turned around to find nothing but a grinning face carved onto an old banyan tree.

old codger, I'll get him one

worry,

pursuit. She had planted a tracker on Vesper, and now it was moving

she discovered the tracker had

that together, the

[Frost, you're still green!]

the wall, creating a spiderweb of

powerful as her

day, she would catch up to

fuming. You won't have a single day of peace." Vesper's lips curved in a smile, eyes twinkling as he

dawned on Finnian that although Vivienne could

mother, like

deepened. "Finnian, I

slipped away. She had more pressing matters to attend to-Diana had made contact

word and printed the document. The bold title

he rose from his chair and made his way to the

picture of surprise when he saw

you sure you want to do this?" Vance frowned, searching Percival's

But there was none.

icy as he affirmed,

the desk,

me, and you're still sore over Leopold's case, but this is no reason to quit!

pointed accusingly at Percival, unable

commendable record in the field. He was the youngest

now, he

that was not madness, what

was stoic, his resolve clear

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