The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne didn’t respond. The enigma of F-Poison still perplexed her heart. He was the first mystery she’d pursued for so long without any leads.

The same was true for Karen, of course.

“It seems the answer to the secret still lies in the potion,” Karen said, gently tousling Vivienne’s hair and pinching her cheek. “Come on, let’s head to the lab.”

Vivienne rolled over on Karen. “Mom, can we grab a bite before we go?”

“Why is it always about food with you?”

“Mr. Wolf always takes me for a treat before we head out. If you don’t, I’m not going anywhere!”

Karen’s lips curved into a slight smile as she pulled out her phone and dialed Percival. “Your Vivienne is craving something delicious. Can you drop it off at YQ Research Center?”

Percival was in the middle of a meeting, but upon hearing the request, he immediately wrapped it up.

Nothing was more important than Vivienne wanting a delectable treat!

Watching her mother’s cunning face, Vivienne grumbled, “I got all my sneakiness from you!”

“Well, you’re my girl, aren’t you? Let’s get moving!”

There was no helping it; the only person who could truly handle Vivienne was Karen.

At the YQ Research Center, Percival arrived with a Japanese meal and decided to wait around.

Brody passed by Percival multiple times, rolling his eyes at each encounter.

Finally, Percival caught him. “Ever know what it’s like to have an eyeball gouged out?”

Brody shivered but retorted, “You heartbreaker. Do you know what it feels like to be castrated?”

Percival was baffled; had he broken Brody’s heart or what?

Realization dawned upon Brody from Percival’s expression, “Not me! That pig!”

Percival was even more confused now. Which pig was he talking about?

eyes and dragged Percival into

with a person sitting in it, with only one eye and surrounded by photos of

something incomprehensible, this

scoffed, “She’s always a nuisance when I’m conducting experiments. The only way to keep her calm is by

then remembered her

arrived, each carrying a

this girl’s organs starting

my fault. I just

of experiments Brody had subjected

railing, looking at the somewhat maniacal Calista. “Vivienne, shouldn’t you be finding me a new test subject by now? Although your medicine has been effective, and she is indeed slowly regenerating her organs, the human body’s endurance is limited.

handed Percival a piece of salmon sushi. “Really? I’ll look for another candidate. Someone with a death wish, perhaps, and send them your

please, no more of your

popping the next piece of salmon into her

thought to himself:

in this world!

as the salmon meant for him disappeared, the thought of turning Brody into a test subject crossing his

finished her sushi, observing Calista’s failing organs, then suddenly had

bring the ST-1 and

were stunned, but Vivienne quickly

already had me alter cell growth with it, which has wasted a lot. If we inject this into her, there will be no chance for research! If you want her dead, leave it

ST-1 and preparing to inject

this,

pulled him back by the collar as if he were a little puppy. “ST-1 is her discovery. Are you worried she

Brody. “Alright, alright, do

women were something

significant reputation in the underworld, a name that resonated far and

all because

say the

Vivienne didn’t have the time to pay attention to Brody’s internal cries. They injected Calista, who had lost her senses, with

was hooked up to numerous monitoring devices, tracking

the injection, there was no immediate change. Calista seemed to be in agonizing pain, writhing on the

on the floor, gasping for air as the pain on her

Calista’s failing organs began to show signs of recovery, their functionality slowly returning to normal levels. They were still low compared to the

to repair Calista’s failing and nearly dead

were incredulous

body’s tolerance for medical intervention has its limits, and once those are exceeded, the very drugs that