The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Patrick was floored by the girl before him, his words catching in his throat as he fell silent.

Quincy did not bother with further conversation. Grabbing her press pass from the table, she stood up and left.

Patrick tugged at his tie, exhaling a long breath of relief.

Dealing with the devil always comes at a price, he mused.

After leaving Patrick’s press conference, Quincy took a shortcut and emerged transformed, her professional aura all but gone.

Dressed in a tank top with overalls and sporting a baseball cap, she slung a canvas bag over her shoulder, the picture of a college student.

She waited at the crossroads until a nondescript black Volkswagen pulled up.

“Are you my Uber?” Quincy asked.

The driver poked his head out, sunglasses masking his eyes. “Yeah, hop in, sweetheart.”

Quincy smiled and opened the door. Soon, the Volkswagen blended into the stream of city traffic.

“Captain Wolf, can’t you guys get me a better ride next time? This one just doesn’t suit my style,” Leopold grumbled from the driver’s seat, resting one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the door.

Percival, seated in the passenger seat, turned his head slightly, disregarding Husky’s complaints.

In the backseat, Quincy tipped her cap to greet Vivienne. “Long time no see.”

“You’ve gotten taller.” Vivienne smiled back.

They skipped the small talk, diving straight into the heart of the matter.

“Ever since the operation to take down Mark ended, I’ve been out of the loop, just lying low in Rivenwood. After the lab was blown up by someone named Willa, I got zero instructions. It was not until yesterday that I was suddenly told to come to Sea City and give Patrick his next assignment.”

“Have you

him, but there’s nothing to trace.” Quincy pulled out her

to trace the source on her laptop

our mentor’s days. We can’t

all these years, GTO had upped their game. Plus, the original

into GTO’s internal network was a pipe

thought of having such a

ship, I was

“Another team?”

thought F-Poison would activate us, the underlings, but it never happened, and the operations kept running smoothly. This leads me to believe Mr. B was not the

you’re saying F-Poison has more than one

by her deputy in Sea City. I’ve yet to figure out who that is,” Quincy said, which aligned with

been for this trip to Sea

Belle was not GTO’s second-in-command after all; she was just the regional

was in charge of Sea

F-Poison

now. I’ll let you know if anything else comes up,” Quincy said, donning her

car,

she left, Percival moved to the back seat. “What’s the plan

City lab is right under

agreed. “Yeah, and the Boyd family will probably fall to Patrick soon. Once a person gets too big for their britches,

exchanged knowing smiles, anticipating

the first and the second branches united, completely sidelining Wendy and Eliza to take over the Boyd

the Ashford family? Speak up, you decrepit old

still bruised from Nancy’s beating, was in no

“Ah, ah, ah…”

aside and grabbed Eliza by the hair. “Spit it out, you

the pain and spoke, “I don’t

you, our family is the rightful heir. Even if we two families have to split the assets, you have no part in it. Hand over the Ashford contract now and change the name of it to Theodore and Hayden’s, or it’ll be the worse for

oblivious, allowing their wives to wrestle control of the Boyd family.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated