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, and you’ve been working for her out

“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 I’d

all that kindness your mother

and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that could snap

Vivienne had found more than proof that Belle was F-Poison’s adopted

call made from that phone was to her mother on the very

on it, preserved in an evidence bag

still held a charge—a testament to the technology her

real penchant

under Vivienne’s vice-like

wasn’t… me… I never… never even

stepped forward, placing a hand on Vivienne’s shoulder. “Vivienne, she was only fifteen

hesitated, then reluctantly

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

phone bore

One possibility remained.

and Belle

her print, F-Poison had been hiding behind

could have been F-Poison’s doing—GTO’s

will be interrogated for the next three days. Better

Vivienne finished than two figures emerged

glared at them. “Traitors! Don’t you fear F-Poison will find you and tear you to

to shreds? How about I feed you to the

that, she jabbed the needle into Belle’s neck, emptying the contents as Belle’s body convulsed, then stiffened until only her mouth could

to Vivienne with respect. “Young Master, we’ll take it from

nodded, aware of GTO’s reputation

have imagined that one day, her former subordinates would use those

and Percival left

a bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and looked

addressed Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when was Vivienne

then asked, “Mr. Wolf,

with a