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.

in the car outside. Seeing him emerge, she knew he had come up

others, a third party involved just as the mysterious text had

Group and Jeffrey’s gallery for shadowy dealings, trafficking artifacts and expensive artworks. The profits

yet to uncover

the car, his mood as dark as thunderclouds, lifting

said, her fingers lightly

held her hand in his, looking into

understanding all too well that he was contemplating how to break the news

favorite granddaughter after Isolde, and he had high hopes for

often defies expectations. Richard would no doubt

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

only dare shout within the

designated for Mr. B’s transfer

doing here?” he muttered, stepping

and Vivienne exchanged a glance before following Leopold

“Captain,” greeted the driver.

brow furrowed.

looked confused, “Didn’t you order us here to

message!” Percival’s urgency drove him straight to

It was empty!

erupted, “Where is

told to release him at the

the orders?” Percival demanded, his presence

back, “It came through

public screen served as Vanguard Agency’s communication tool, where

should

devices, realizing they were

grip tightened

hackers. Only a select few high-ranking individuals besides himself

issued the order

message to Percival: [Captain, the subject is

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

Mr. B’s escape, Vivienne nodded. It was no good news

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