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.

not biological? So, F-Poison adopted

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

for all that kindness your mother showed you,

the room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that

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

from that phone was to her mother on the very day she

preserved in an evidence bag stored

technology her mother

had a real penchant for

under Vivienne’s vice-like grip, her

wasn’t… me… I never… never even

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

then reluctantly

But Vivienne knew the last call to her mother came

phone bore no prints but

One possibility remained.

Belle shared a

had once used her print, F-Poison had been hiding behind her adopted daughter’s

alleged crimes could have been F-Poison’s

herself and sat back down. “Belle, you will be interrogated for the next three days. Better come clean about all your sins.

finished than two figures emerged from the shadows—Rowan

fear F-Poison will find you and tear

up her sleeves, brandishing a syringe. “Tear us to

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

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

of GTO’s reputation for coercive

never have imagined that one day, her former subordinates would use those same methods on

and Percival left the

out from under a bed, Percival suddenly remembered

Vivienne as the Young Master? Since when was Vivienne the Young

asked, “Mr.

I?” Percival retorted with a hint