Rivenwood.

The abandoned GTO research facility stood eerily silent.

A woman with a leather jacket and a high ponytail stood at the entrance, her gaze icy as she surveyed the desolation before her.

The layout, the machinery—it all felt vaguely familiar as if it had once danced through the edges of her memory.

But no distinct recollections surfaced. It was a lot to expect, given that the remnants of her infancy were entangled with this place.

Familiarity? That was asking too much.

“Willa, I swear, it was empty when we got here. You gotta believe me.”

The woman was none other than Willa, who had grown up under the watchful eye of Jasper within the Perez family.

The speaker was a scattered disciple of the Perez family, once a subordinate under Willa’s command in the organization.

Even though Willa had left the Perez family, they had never revoked her access. She could summon the family’s resources at a moment’s notice, anywhere in the world.

Willa’s expression remained unreadable as she fingered a bracelet on her wrist, engraved with the mysterious moniker “F-Poison.”

Her waterfall-like hair swayed in the breeze, occasionally whipping the face of her former subordinate, who stepped back quietly. Willa cherished her hair, and it would not do to lose its luster on someone else’s face.

After a final stroke of her hair, Willa turned and strode away, her subordinate hurrying after her. Before he could utter a word, a deafening explosion shattered the silence.

They turned to see the GTO facility now reduced to rubble.

Willa did not look back. Tossing the detonator over her shoulder, she hopped onto her motorcycle.

“F-Poison, where the hell are you? Alive or dead, I need to know. I have to get Sasha back!”

Her subordinate let out a heavy sigh. “Willa, how am I supposed to get back?”

would bring her back. He reluctantly pulled out his phone and

“What’s going on?”

voice that came through was deep and charismatic, yet the tone carried a

not miss a beat. “Bro, Willa took off on her motorcycle

it up? She’s not hurt,

But I’m stranded,” he complained. “I rode here on the

Dammit, don’t you dare come

the subordinate

addressed as “Bro,” righteous indignation fueling his wait at the airport, sat in a flashy sports car, his aviators

present to her for Children’s Day,

cursed, VIPs began to emerge from the airport terminal. He floored the gas pedal and pulled up

a distance, he saw Vivienne

the spitting image—it was no wonder

gap quickly, waving as he approached.

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

this eccentric calling

No one else seemed to be the

that?” Vivienne

“Seems like

removed his aviators and ruffled Vivienne’s hair. “Hey, kiddo, I’m

Yuri’s elder brother Maddox. And to think she expected the Perez men to

Your uncle’s gonna show you a good time,” Maddox declared, any

confused. “Mr. Perez, why should I call you

shown no blood relation to the Perez family, yet Maddox insisted on the

our old man as your grandfather? You gotta call me

taken aback before nodding.

Thomas initially poised to drive. However, Maddox refused on the foundation that this car was a gift from his love, and no

Vivienne took a

sports cars, they

Maddox closed the roof and

keys, car fobs, the works. You’ll need to get your fingerprints and retina

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