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?”

reluctantly pulled out his phone and dialed the

“What’s going on?”

through was deep and charismatic,

a beat. “Bro, Willa took off on her motorcycle

She’s not hurt,

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

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

subordinate feeling like

wait at the airport, sat in a flashy

unfair. I grew up with Willa. That motorcycle was my present to her for Children’s Day, and I haven’t even ridden it yet, but that bastard got to it

terminal. He floored the gas pedal and pulled up at the pickup area,

he saw Vivienne and

spitting image—it was

quickly, waving as he

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

this eccentric calling out to

back. No one else seemed to be the target of his calls—it appeared he was indeed

Vivienne asked,

“Seems like it’s someone Jasper

ruffled Vivienne’s hair. “Hey, kiddo, I’m your Uncle,

the Perez family’s third son, Yuri’s elder brother Maddox. And to think she expected

a good time,” Maddox declared, any previous gloom

why should I call you

no blood relation to the Perez family, yet Maddox

you accept our old man as your grandfather? You

before nodding. “Uncle’s

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

the car, Vivienne took a

cars, they rarely drove them,

Vivienne was a little uncomfortable, Maddox closed the roof and

get your fingerprints and retina scans done when you have a moment—I’ve already squared

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