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.

So, F-Poison adopted you, and you’ve been working for her

the kindness my mother has shown me. Don’t stand there acting all

all that kindness your mother showed

by the throat

Calista’s lab, Vivienne had found more than proof that Belle was F-Poison’s adopted daughter; she

that phone was to her mother on

in an evidence bag stored in the

held a charge—a testament to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the

had a real penchant

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

wasn’t… me… I never… never even

placing a hand on Vivienne’s shoulder. “Vivienne, she was only fifteen ten years

then

threat, much less at fifteen. But Vivienne knew the last call

bore

One possibility remained.

Belle shared

had once used her print, F-Poison had been hiding behind her

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

be interrogated for the next three days. Better come clean about all

Vivienne finished than two

you fear F-Poison will find you

syringe. “Tear us to shreds? How about I feed

needle into Belle’s neck, emptying the contents as Belle’s body convulsed, then stiffened until only her

from here. We’ll make sure Mr. B… Belle

aware of GTO’s reputation for

imagined that one day, her former subordinates

Percival left the

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

Master? Since when was

“Mr. Wolf, you didn’t

I?” Percival retorted with a hint