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.

Seeing him

Fiona, there were others, a third party involved just as the mysterious

and Jeffrey’s gallery for shadowy dealings, trafficking artifacts and

had yet to uncover this third

car, his mood as dark as thunderclouds, lifting only slightly in

the heart,” Vivienne said, her fingers

held her hand in his, looking

well that he was contemplating how to break the news

after Isolde, and

life often defies expectations. Richard would no doubt be heartbroken once

her

Percival, you love-struck fool! Must you always be so affectionate with

Leopold would only dare shout within the confines of

noticed the van designated

he muttered,

a

“Captain,” greeted the driver.

furrowed. “What’s the

“Didn’t you order us here to interrogate

you that message!” Percival’s urgency drove him straight to

It was empty!

anger erupted, “Where is

told to release him at the crossroads for

you get the orders?” Percival demanded, his presence

men shrank back, “It came through the public

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

message should

both Percival and Leopold checked their devices,

grip tightened

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

had issued the

that moment, Thomas sent a message to Percival: [Captain, the subject

phone and spoke to Vivienne with as much warmth as he

of Mr. B’s escape, Vivienne nodded.

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