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 you, and you’ve

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

all that kindness your mother showed you, you killed my

across the room and grabbed Belle by the throat with a grip that could snap it in

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

that phone was to her mother on the very

were on it, preserved in an

to the technology her mother had tinkered with. Even the devices

had a real penchant

struggled to breathe under Vivienne’s

never… never even

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

hesitated, then reluctantly

the last call to her mother came from that phone—if not Belle, then it

bore no

One possibility remained.

Belle

used her print, F-Poison had been hiding

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

“Belle, you will be interrogated for the next three days. Better come clean

sooner had Vivienne finished than two figures emerged from

F-Poison

up her sleeves, brandishing a syringe. “Tear us to shreds? How about I feed you to the dogs

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

take it from here. We’ll make sure

nodded, aware of GTO’s reputation for

day, her former subordinates would use

and Percival left

under a bed, Percival suddenly remembered something and looked

Since when was Vivienne

then asked, “Mr. Wolf, you didn’t

I?” Percival retorted with