The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Diana was drenched in cold sweat, barely able to stand on her own. She clung to Zelda, who supported her as they made their way out of the place.

Her mind was a mess.

What was she to do?

If Flynn, that lunatic, ever spilled the beans to the Perez family in one of his good moods, she would be left with nothing!

Yes, she had to seek out F-Poison. That woman surely had a way to help her!

The members of the Perez family piled into their cars. Jasper, worn out, decided to leave early with Diana and Zelda while Yuri took the wheel.

Vivienne naturally ended up riding with Maddox.

Maddox slammed his fist against the steering wheel in frustration. “Damn it, I really want to knock some sense into that nutjob. What’s he doing, spouting nonsense in front of the old man?”

Vivienne was not as upset.

She had thought Flynn was untouchable, but now it seemed he had a weak spot after all – Willa.

She could not understand it, though. Flynn did not even care about his father, so why would he care about his mentor’s daughter?

Could there still be something they did not know about Willa?

Willa had grown up with the Perez family. What kind of secret could she possibly have? Plus, her personality was almost the complete opposite of her parents.

And why was Flynn so desperate to see Willa?

After returning from the visit to the prison, Diana claimed she was too tired and went straight to her room to rest, locking the door behind her.

Jasper was still worried. “Zelda, is Diana all right?”

Zelda shook her head. “She’s just a bit shaken up, Dad. Don’t worry, I’ve saved her some dinner. Let’s let her rest for now.”

“That’s best. Thanks for your help.”

Zelda offered a faint smile, her gaze towards Diana’s room dark and unreadable.

She was not particularly close to Diana but knew that Diana was not the type to scare easily. It was just a few words; how could they have shaken her up so badly?

adopted daughter of

had already retired for the night and

had

he know about Sasha being kidnapped? You better start talking and tell me what’s happening!”

painting session and set down

you met Flynn already?” asked

haste. “Yes,

brushes, her eyes darkening. “Pick them

confused. “What are you talking about? I did what you asked and met with Flynn.

could finish, F-Poison grabbed her

Up.” F-Poison hissed

and F-Poison released her,

and stepped back. “Can we

said with a slight curl of her lips, holding a glass of red wine as she lounged

a moment to compose herself

“Ms. Perez, what exactly did

expecting F-Poison to burst into

“It seems my hunch was right,

blinked in surprise. “What are

eyes gleamed. “I’m saying I can help you take care of Vivienne. You don’t want

all of a sudden? Are you saying that as long as Flynn is alive, you can

Vivienne is his biological granddaughter. If we don’t

be? Didn’t you alter the paternity test for

between biological and adopted children. They share a connection. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be

struck a chord with Diana.

produced a packet of powder from a drawer. “Just make

Specter Healer, capable of mending the dying and the dead. Do you really think such

smiled confidently. “This powder is undetectable, even

that sure?” Diana

just as sure as I am that Flynn will never

unable to discern her true intentions. But having already chosen

Vivienne

grabbed the

to gaze at her unfinished painting, contemplating

honestly, she could barely remember

the wine from her glass that she splashed across the canvas in a fit of artistic