Mark knew his fate was sealed. Betraying the Nine Mystics Society and harming his brethren had left him no escape.

His only option now was to divulge what he knew about GTO to save his own skin.

“Young Master, my latest orders were to shift our operations to Sea City and locate someone named Imogen to await further instructions. That’s all I was told, Young Master. Please, can you spare my life?”

Vivienne’s eyes narrowed.

Imogen had fled to Sea City, the turf of the Perez family.

Mark continued to plead as a tear traced his cheek.

Vivienne brushed off the man’s insincere tears and pressed, “Once in Sea City, how will you find Imogen?”

“I don’t know, but our base there is at a virus research facility. I haven’t been given details.”

Seizing a thread of hope, Mark blurted out, “Young Master, I’ll make amends. I’ll go to Sea City, uncover the research facility, and deliver this woman, Imogen, to you. I swear I’ll complete the mission.”

His voice was urgent, punctuated by fits of coughing that suddenly brought forth blood. His heart felt pierced with a thousand needles, suffocating him with pain.

Vivienne stood, dusted off her jacket, and said indifferently, “I gave Flynn a poison that’s tearing him apart from the inside. Yours is a hundred times stronger. You’ll spend every moment in agony.”

Mark collapsed, his face ashen.

No one knew better than him the potency of the Young Master’s poisons.

His pleas were in vain.

Just as he thought this was the harshest punishment, Vivienne spoke slowly, “You think this is enough?”

Mark shuddered.

something worse waiting

always said, from the day you joined the Nine Mystics Society, death would never be the best outcome.

opened the door,

a document, pressed Mark’s thumb for a print, and walked out, leaving behind a chilling command, “Throw him into the

I beg you. I’ll never betray you again. Please, you can kill me, but don’t

stunned by

kennel of ferocious dogs used to punish traitors. For years, no human had ever been thrown

and Vivienne’s temperament. No one dared to cross her.

was clear how much

the organization that had killed Vivienne’s mother, and

GTO, but none suffered as Mark

in her mother’s death. They were not GTO’s boss, and she never had any personal grudge against them. Thus, if they did not cross

she was attached to all

the hound pit. If he were betrayed by someone he trusted, he would do the

citizen. Why would I kill? Don’t

words crushed Mark’s last hope. He sat, mouth

was waiting, having overheard everything. Mark’s betrayal was now

course, would

been absent, and that

and said, “From today, you are the

was Mark’s will. It stated that upon his death, everything

truly dead was irrelevant. What mattered was

well that whether he could obtain complete control

the Miller

filled with a

his shoulder, her confidence in

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