The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne and Percival's paperwork went through without a hitch. After a quick lunch, they wrapped up all the formalities within half an hour and collected the various IDs and permits issued by the authorities. The newlyweds' first stop was to drive to the HK Penitentiary.

After some restructuring by the Vanguard Agency, several convicts had been transferred from their previous underground cells to these more secure facilities.

Now, they were housed alongside traitors to the state and suspects involved in particularly heinous crimes.

The security was so tight, a fly couldn't buzz through the air without being zapped by one of the hidden laser guns in the corners.

It was Vivienne's first visit to this prison, and she discreetly looked around, the green light strips on the floor giving her the sensation of walking through the corridors of a high-tech spaceship from a sci-fi blockbuster.

"Are we going to send the criminals we catch to this place from now on?" Vivienne suddenly asked, turning to look at Percival.

The man nodded without hesitation, "The number of turncoats within the Vanguard Agency has the higher-ups on edge. From now on, all prisoners captured by any special division will be detained here. Without a pass from the top brass, no one is allowed to transfer them out."

the leader who oversaw

flicker of intrigue

they spoke, they were led to the cell where Whitford

in a standard-issue

slightly and gestured for the guards to

to your brother, Cormac. He spent over a

react, his face finally showing

He reached for a piece of tissue to dab at the blood, his voice resolute, "Gavin promised to look after Cormac. You think you can

that being exiled to a small mountain village, living with Gavin's

Percival's voice halted

been calling Emrys 'Dad.' I bet he doesn't even remember he has a real brother. Whitford, you know the guards posted around your brother in that village can't even hold their own against

his brother was his soft spot. As Vivienne's voice trailed off, he threw aside his work and grabbed the bars, "What

Littleton and Schram families," Vivienne didn't come right out with it but began recounting what she'd learned, "You colluded with Harrison to steal the Littleton family's pharmaceutical formulas, and conspired with Emrys to bring ruin to the Littleton family. I want you to testify in court, to prove Harrison's crimes and clear the

his knee-jerk reaction, "Impossible, don't even think about

now, Whitford was unwilling to betray

head, her beautiful

the surprise in her gaze effortlessly and smiled faintly, affectionately ruffling her hair. He pulled out a walkie-talkie from his sleeve, his voice cool as it

Soon after.

on it, suggesting it was custom-made. But Vivienne recognized it at a glance; it was the kind of bottle her mother had always favored for her most satisfactory concoctions. The feigned death serum was one of those. However, she remembered her mentor saying that the initial