The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 133

Vivienne had watched the entire sequence of Dorian’s arrest, from the moment he stepped into the motel and into the room booked by Arabella to the moment he was taken away by the police. It was a shame that the motel’s cameras didn’t capture what was happening.

She had watched the footage from the past few days over and over again, but other than Arabella booking the room alone, she found no other suspicious figures or potential leads.

Unsatisfied, she hacked into every surveillance camera along Arabella’s route to the motel, tracing all the way back to the bustling East District’s Urban Village.

Arabella had come from there, but the Urban Village was lacking in surveillance cameras.

Most of them were broken.

She thought for a moment and reviewed the surveillance footage around the area a day earlier. Then she saw Arabella, barefoot and bruised, fleeing from the Urban Village to a bus

stop

The surveillance footage at the bus stop had been deleted.

Vivienne smirked as her fingers rapidly danced across the keyboard. The deleted footage from the bus stop was quickly recovered.

She saw a man in a black suit whose face was obscured. Only his back was visible.

“This guy” Percival frowned, staring at the man’s figure in the video..

“Do you recognize him? Vivienne raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not sure. The back looks somewhat familiar, but it’s hard to say without seeing his face,” replied Percival.

Vivienne didn’t say anything. She simply took a screenshot of the man’s figure, edited the image, and posted it on Twitter.

The caption was one word. “Running?”

As soon as she tweeted it, the comment section exploded with people leaving messages.

“Excuse me, Ms. Hawthorn, or should I say, Master Q. How does it feel knowing your father is a rapist?”

“That figure doesn’t look like Percival. Is Vivienne implying she’s cheating?”

raped your sister, and

father is a rapist, so you quickly found a

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on her Twitter post, waiting

tried to hack her Twitter account

slender fingers, once again, swiftly

Vivienne played a cat-and-mouse game with her opponent in the online world. They were tracking

smile on her

was full of spirit and unconstrained, as though she had everything

other party was cornered. Vivienne had

private room

“Damn it!”

watched as his laptop suddenly froze. The screen went black,

destroyed the motherboard, grabbed all his belongings, erased his traces, and quickly left the

in the world who could beat him,

the other

it a helper hired

in a long time. The last time he felt like this was against the top hacker from the Dark

Shadow Wolf was

could.

He didn’t go

in the shadows to observe. Sure enough,

into the Golden Club

decisively and run as soon as he was

into the dark corner of the street and walked away. Just as he was leaving, he felt his cell

hint of old

moment and then replied, “It’s just

a person like him shouldn’t leave any

skilled person. He was sure he had deleted and completely destroyed that segment of surveillance

person on the

He remained silent.

other end chuckled. “It seems you’ve met your match. Good, stay in Havenwood

He coldly responded, “Yes.”

my greatest creation. If

hung up the phone, his

consequences. A failed

Bay Estates.

sent a message to Leopold to catch the man as soon as Vivienne located