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.

“Oh, not biological? So, F-Poison adopted you, and you’ve been working for her out of

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

kindness your mother showed you,

room and grabbed Belle by the throat with

found more than proof that

that phone was to her mother on

fingerprints were on it, preserved in an evidence bag stored in

still held a charge—a testament to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices GTO used

had a real penchant for

under Vivienne’s vice-like grip, her face turning

me… I never… never even

shoulder. “Vivienne, she was

then

threat, much less at fifteen. But Vivienne knew the last call to her mother came from that

bore no

One possibility remained.

Belle shared a

her print, F-Poison had been hiding behind her adopted

of Belle’s alleged crimes could have been F-Poison’s

composed herself and sat back down. “Belle, you will be interrogated for the next three days. Better

sooner had Vivienne finished than two figures emerged from the shadows—Rowan and

F-Poison will find you and tear you to

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

neck, emptying the contents as Belle’s body convulsed, then stiffened

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

nodded, aware of GTO’s

her

and Percival left

a bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and looked at

Young Master? Since

asked, “Mr. Wolf,

with