The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 437

Fiona remained silent for a long time, and Vivienne did not rush her, simply waiting with patient stillness.

Finally, Fiona showed a hint of response.

“Yes.” Fiona’s lips curved slightly. “Vivienne, that’s all I can tell you. As for who White Tiger is and where he might be, I’m clueless. You’ll have to dig that up yourself.”

With that, Fiona closed her eyes.

Vivienne knew that Fiona would not divulge White Tiger’s whereabouts.

Just as stubborn as Scott, she thought.

Vivienne handed her earlier design sketches to Fiona. “Study these well. I’m looking forward to seeing you outdo my jewelry designs here.”

Fiona opened her eyes, her gaze flat. She lowered her eyes with a smile, “For the sake of your sketches, maybe you’ll find something worthwhile among my belongings.”

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, gave Fiona a lingering look, and left with Percival.

Ever since Fiona’s arrest, all her possessions had been under Percival’s control.

They had scoured through everything Fiona owned. And found nothing.

“Could you have missed something?” Vivienne asked.

Percival shook his head. “No, I had everything Fiona owned under surveillance before her arrest – from her bank accounts and stocks to her purse and car; it’s all here.”

Leopold had also gone through everything from top to bottom, unable to find any clue, let alone White Tiger’s location.

Vivienne stared at the pile of belongings for a while, then suddenly said, “Let’s find Jeffrey!”

Almost at the same moment, Percival also uttered, “Jeffrey!”

The two exchanged a knowing smile.

Shortly after, they went straight to find Jeffrey.

…

At a certain bar.

Henry was behind bars and the art gallery was closed due to Fiona’s

of income, he

days in the bar, when he ran out of money, he would sell something

in

something,

afraid of you!” Jeffrey crouched

him up, his voice stern.

“What

stuff Fiona bought you, where is

find White Tiger soon, there would be no

resurfaced,

suffered enough because of Boar Poison, and he would not let anyone close

with Vivienne there, the threat of Boar

You can’t take it

tightened on Jeffrey’s shoulder.

“I sold

narrowed. “To

met at art shows.” Jeffrey spilled everything he could remember to Percival. “The rest is still at my

could not afford to cross these two

Jeffrey’s collection of sports cars and antiques, Percival surveyed

glanced at the wall of

keep you throwing money around for six months. Stop talking nonsense.” Leopold smacked Jeffrey on

yelped, “I really gave it away. Met a lady at the bar, made

Vivienne frowned slightly. “What did she

phone, showing a

seductive appearance would

was no

I took her home. She liked that

Vivienne

It was Mr. B.

seemed Mr. B was also on the hunt for Boar

given away something so

foot sent Jeffrey

body now had two broken ribs. He was livid,

Vivienne

unraveled the secret of the painting.

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