The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 500

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?”

plea would bring her back. He reluctantly pulled out his

“What’s going on?”

came through was deep and charismatic, yet the tone carried

not miss a beat. “Bro, Willa took off

it up? She’s not hurt,

course, she’s fine. But I’m stranded,” he complained.

motorcycle? Dammit, don’t you dare come back. I’m green with envy. Just

subordinate

at the airport, sat in a

Willa. That motorcycle was my present to her for Children’s Day, and I haven’t even ridden it yet,

airport terminal. He floored the gas pedal and

distance, he saw Vivienne

image—it was no wonder the old man had demanded two

the gap quickly, waving

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

eccentric

one else seemed to be the target of his calls—it

Vivienne asked,

like it’s someone

removed his aviators and ruffled Vivienne’s hair.

Yuri’s elder brother Maddox. And to think she expected the Perez men to be as composed as Yuri; instead, here was Maddox, channeling the

show you a good time,”

Perez, why should I call

tests had shown no blood relation to the

you accept our old man as your grandfather? You gotta call me uncle. Mr. Perez sounds too

taken aback before nodding.

Thomas initially poised to drive. However, Maddox refused on the foundation that this car was a gift

inside the car, Vivienne took a

Percival had several sports cars, they rarely drove them,

closed the roof and gave Thomas

need to get your fingerprints and retina scans done when you have a moment—I’ve already squared it with the

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