The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne was cool as a cucumber as she scrolled through her phone, eventually pulling up a photo and passing the device to Belle.

“Is this the mark of White Tiger?” She asked, her voice steady and casual.

Belle snorted with a smirk. “So what if it is? Even if you found the mark, you won’t catch him.”

Vivienne let out a dismissive laugh. “How can you talk such a big game without ever having seen the guy?”

That caught Belle off guard. She did not expect Vivienne to know that White Tiger had chosen to not work with her but with the true boss of GTO, the elusive F-Poison.

In other words, White Tiger had not even considered her despite her being GTO’s right-hand woman.

Vivienne gulped down her coke a little too fast and burped without a hint of embarrassment, which made Percival chuckle softly as he patted her back gently.

“Easy there, no one’s fighting you for it.”

Vivienne flashed him a coy smile and a look that said more than words could.

Across from them, Belle cursed under her breath, “You two really have no shame.”

Unfazed, Vivienne leaned against Percival’s shoulder. “So, spill it—where’s your mother?”

Belle’s eyes widened in shock as if she had heard something unspeakable. It took her a moment to gather herself.

Indeed, Vivienne was asking about her mother!

After a pause, Belle finally found her voice. “What nonsense are you spouting now?”

Percival pulled out a document. “This was found in the GTO lab. It confirms that you and your boss are mother and daughter.”

Belle was taken aback. Vivienne had managed to dig up something no one in GTO knew—their connection.

The document was a blood analysis report with her name and F-Poison’s, indicating a maternal link.

the paper. “Oh, not biological? So, F-Poison adopted you,

spat with disdain. “What do you know? You’ll never understand the kindness my mother has shown me. Don’t stand there acting all high and mighty. You think

that kindness your mother

grabbed Belle by the throat with a

than proof that Belle was F-Poison’s adopted daughter; she had uncovered a

made from that phone was to her mother

Belle’s fingerprints were on it, preserved in an evidence bag stored in

technology her mother had tinkered with.

a real penchant

to breathe under Vivienne’s vice-like grip, her

never…

Vivienne’s shoulder. “Vivienne, she was only fifteen ten years ago.

hesitated, then reluctantly

no threat, much less at fifteen. But Vivienne knew the last call

the phone bore no prints but

One possibility remained.

and Belle

print, F-Poison had been

crimes could have been

and sat back down. “Belle, you will be interrogated for the next three days. Better come clean about all your sins. If not,

two

you fear F-Poison will find you and tear you to

syringe. “Tear us to

that, she jabbed the needle into Belle’s neck, emptying the contents as

it from here.

nodded, aware of GTO’s reputation for

one day, her former subordinates would use those

Percival left

a bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and looked at Vivienne.

Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when was Vivienne the

asked, “Mr. Wolf, you

with a hint of