The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 430

Three companions climbed into the car and soon arrived at the Vanguard Agency’s secret interrogation room.

Inside, Fiona sat with her eyes downcast, lifeless and detached.

The sound of the door opening barely made her look up, only to drop her gaze once again.

Percival took a seat across from her, his deep-set eyes emotionless as they fixed on her, wordless.

A scoff escaped Fiona’s lips. “Well played, Percival. You’ve bested me.”

Small talk was the last thing on Percival’s mind. He cut to the chase, “Where’s the Boar Poison?”

Fiona stiffened, as if the question coiled around her like a vice. “What are you talking about? I don’t know!”

He produced a video from the night at Spring Club, “You sat there for three days, and you still can’t figure it out?”

Her fists clenched tightly. Those were undoubtedly her most humiliating days – unable to move despite her body’s protests, soaked in her own filth…

Thinking about this, Fiona couldn’t help but feel nauseous.

The disgust and fear in the eyes of the people who found her etched into her memory, unforgettable.

“How did you get that? Why…” Fiona snapped her mouth shut, a flash of realization in her eyes. “It was Vivienne, wasn’t it?”

Percival didn’t deny it, pressing on, “Where is the Boar Poison?”

Her eyes fell again, “I don’t know.”

Seeing his disbelief, she added, “After purchasing the Boar Poison, I handed it to Mr. B from GTO. You should be asking him, not me.”

Percival’s frown deepened, his silence hanging heavy in the air.

After a long pause, he stood and left.

As he reached the door, Fiona called out to his retreating figure, “Even without me, Percival, your days of joy are numbered. Mark my words, you’ll never take over the Ellington legacy!”

For a moment, Percival paused, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile before he continued out the door.

car outside. Seeing him emerge, she

there were others, a third party

years, Fiona had been using the Ellington Group and Jeffrey’s gallery for shadowy dealings, trafficking artifacts

yet to uncover this third

in the car, his mood as dark as thunderclouds,

weigh on the heart,” Vivienne said, her fingers

hand in his,

well that he was contemplating how to break

second favorite granddaughter after Isolde, and he had

Richard would no doubt be heartbroken once

pulled Vivienne close, his lips brushing her forehead in a rare display of

Leopold bit his lip. He said to himself, “Keep calm, don’t get angry! Percival, you love-struck fool! Must you always be so affectionate with Vivienne? One day, I’ll put an end

were thoughts Leopold would only

designated for Mr. B’s

they doing here?” he

exchanged a

“Captain,” greeted the driver.

brow furrowed. “What’s the

you order us here to interrogate

message!” Percival’s urgency drove him straight to

It was empty!

erupted,

we were told to release him

Percival demanded, his presence

“It came through

served as Vanguard Agency’s communication tool, where Percival usually

message should have reached

and Leopold checked their devices, realizing they were the

grip tightened

public screen was a top agency secret, impenetrable even to elite hackers. Only a select

exactly had issued the order to

message to Percival: [Captain,

his phone and spoke to Vivienne with as much warmth as he could muster, “Vivienne, our guest

nodded. It was no

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