The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne nodded in agreement. “It’s puzzling. Why did F-Poison tell Flynn about my mom being taken? Was there anything else he mentioned?”

“Alright, I’ll take care of it,” Percival replied before dialing up Thomas.

Soon, Thomas had arranged for Karen to visit Flynn.

“Percival, there’s another thing – Gillian’s back.”

Percival furrowed his brow. “She’s back already?”

“Yeah, the higher-ups say the surveillance footage involving Gillian doesn’t prove much. They’re calling it a professional mishap, gave her a mark on her record, and she’s back.”

Hearing this, Percival almost crushed his phone in frustration.

Hundreds were injured, Soren and Astrid were still unconscious, and Leopold and Anna were unable to walk without stitches.

Just a professional mishap?

Through the phone, Thomas could feel Percival’s anger but continued, “However, Vance has stripped Gillian of her authority. She shouldn’t be causing trouble anymore, or at least, she’s lost the capacity to do so.”

Percival took a breath. “Fine, I got it.”

Karen went to the secret prison alone, while Vivienne stayed with Percival at the YQ Research Center.

Vivienne had a new idea she wanted to try out.

Inside the prison, the darkness was as oppressive as ever.

Through the monitor, Karen saw Scott grading papers while Flynn was still curled up in pain on the floor.

After a thorough check, Karen walked in.

“Boss, be careful. I’ll wait outside for you,” Thomas stood guard at the door.

still worried. After all, who could feel

Karen nodded and entered.

clothes soaked with sweat, as he sat

startled,

narrowed her eyes. “Long

have we? I’ve seen your daughter many times,

down, a faint smile on

breath. “You’re here to ask about my mentor, aren’t you? I heard there were quite a few interesting stories when he took you away.

detached. “I don’t remember. Care to

the bars, sizing Karen up, an unreadable look in

curious to see what Vivienne

stood, a strange feeling stirring deep within

familiar, yet she couldn’t recall

and lay back on

she curious about

back down, “Perhaps

then resumed its motion. “That janitor from Scepter University?

nodded. “Of course, thanks

should live well, live for my master, watch the world

him dispassionately. “Those in hell

sat up against the headboard, the sweat stains on his body almost

the use of sentiment when you’re

meaningless chatter with Flynn and asked directly, “Why did F-Poison save

hummed thoughtfully for a moment, then said lightly, “Probably

Karen frowned. “Rebirth?”

dies dramatically, unwilling to let go of their unfulfilled dreams, so they make a deal with God, come back with a system, and start a

for some reason, she felt there was more to his

and Thomas’s voice could be

here. What’s your problem?” Thomas’s voice was deep and angry, seemingly holding

with defiance and arrogance retorted, “I need to transfer a high-risk prisoner now. This is a secret prison; what kind of riff-raff have

Gillian, and then, with a swift move, he grabbed her by the throat, his voice as cold as

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