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.

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

me. Don’t stand there acting all high and mighty. You think I’d tell you where she is? In your

kindness your mother showed you, you

flash, Vivienne lunged across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that could snap

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

to her

preserved in an evidence

decade, the device still held a charge—a testament to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the

had a real

Vivienne’s vice-like grip,

wasn’t… me… I never… never

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

hesitated, then

less at fifteen. But Vivienne knew the last

the phone bore no

One possibility remained.

and Belle shared

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

of Belle’s alleged crimes could

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

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

Don’t you fear F-Poison will find you and

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

neck, emptying the contents as Belle’s

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

GTO’s

that one day, her former subordinates would

Percival

out from under a bed, Percival suddenly remembered

as the Young Master? Since when was Vivienne the Young

paused, then asked, “Mr. Wolf, you

retorted with