The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 333

After exiting the apartment, Vivienne and Percival headed straight to the place where Quincy was being held captive.

En route, Vivienne leaned against her chair with her mobile phone clutched in her hands. The screen lingered on a single text message.

[GTO dispatched two teams. Dorian and Cordelia have been relocated. Quincy is their new point man.]

Percival glanced at her phone, then spoke slowly. "Still thinking about that message, are you?"

Vivienne's gaze dropped, and her voice became weary. "Yeah."

She'd received the text the previous night.

Immediately, she'd tried to trace the sender using her hacking skills.

She wasn't one to brag about her abilities, but replaceing the name of a phone's owner was usually a piece of cake for her.

This time, however, she found nothing. Not only was she unable to trace the sender's name, but she couldn't even locate them.

This person was a hacker with skills far surpassing her own. Every move she made seemed to be anticipated. This mysterious opponent effortlessly evaded all her attempts to replace him.

It was perhaps the most frustrating experience she'd ever had in the realm of hacking.

"The sender created a local network to send the message. They're indeed quite skilled. When I tried to trace them, I was blocked." Percival spoke with a grave expression.

Vivienne blinked in surprise. "Mr. Wolf, you know how to hack?"

She'd had no idea that Percival possessed such skills.

"I learned from my mentor." Percival lit a cigarette and blew out a ring of smoke. "Her hacking skills were unparalleled, not just in Veridia but in the world. Unfortunately, I only learned the basics." Vivienne stayed silent. Her mother's hacking skills were indeed formidable. The first thing she learned from her was hacking.

Her own skills, heavily influenced by her mother's teachings, were perhaps even stronger than her medical knowledge.

After her mother's death, she'd never encountered another hacker of the same caliber.

And now, not only had a highly skilled hacker emerged, but they also seemed to know everything about her and the people around her.

Upon seeing Vivienne's troubled expression, Percival spoke again. "GTO doesn't have a hacker this skilled. My sources tell me that you already took care of their best hacker, Felix. The rest are not on Felix's level."

Percival paused for a moment before adding, "Whoever is sending you these messages is likely an ally, not an enemy."

Vivienne nodded. Her suspicions were confirmed. It was due to this realization that she'd managed to handle Rowan and Ismene and then meet with Quincy.

Sure enough, the person sending the messages was indeed helping her.

Suddenly, Vivienne's phone rang again.

It was another text message.

She opened it to replace another message from the same sender.

[Watch out for Scott.]

Vivienne's eyebrows knitted together as she handed the phone to Percival.

After reading the message, Percival fell silent for a moment. "This person seems to know a lot about everyone around you. We still don't know much about Scott, but they seem to know everything." Just as he finished speaking, Vivienne's phone rang once more.

Another message from the same sender. "Abandon the potion. GTO. The virus experiment. Newborn baby."

Vivienne's eyes widened as she turned sharply to Percival. "Have there been any reports of missing newborns recently?"

Percival, having read the message as well, frowned deeply. "I haven't received any such news."

His current mission, given to him by the government, was to replace the potion that Lark had taken. So far, he hadn't received any other notifications.

His intelligence network hadn't picked up on any unusual activities from GTO either.

Vivienne's expression suddenly changed. "We've been played! They're trying to distract us with the potion!"

As she finished speaking, the two exchanged a glance before simultaneously pulling out their phones to make calls.

Vivienne called Matthew. "I need you to send everyone out. Look for any missing newborns in the past six months. Nationwide. I want to know the results as soon as possible." Matthew, sensing the urgency in Vivienne's voice, responded seriously. "Yes, Vivienne."

Next, she sent a message to Draven. "Issue an order of the Nine Mystics Society. Nationwide search for missing newborns."

Meanwhile, Percival called Leopold. "Inform the intelligence network to look for missing newborns. Report back to the government." Leopold acknowledged the order and began to arrange it.

After hanging up, Percival stepped on the gas, speeding the car along.

Soon, they arrived at a factory. This was Percival's private base.

The two of them got out of the car and walked straight in.

Quincy was tied to a chair with her eyes covered. She was remarkably calm.

After sensing them approaching, a sly smile appeared on her face. "Finally decided to show up, have you?"

Percival looked at her impassively and gave Thomas a nod.

Understanding the gesture, Thomas stepped forward to remove the blindfold from Quincy's eyes.

The harsh light hurt Quincy's eyes, but after tilting her head slightly, she was able to see Vivienne and Percival clearly.

She let out a cold laugh. "I never thought I'd end up in your hands. Well, do what you will!"

From the moment she was captured, she knew what her fate would be.

Percival had someone bring over two chairs. He and Vivienne then sat across from Quincy. He crossed his legs and tapped his fingers rhythmically against his knee. "Quincy, real name Barnaby, twenty-five years old. Kidnapped and sold to GTO at the age of thirteen. You were supposed to be a test subject, but you were smart. You chose to join them instead.

You're a genius. You finished all the middle school courses by the time you were in the sixth grade. You're a master of disguise, and you're excellent at conducting chemical experiments. You've completed many missions for GTO. You were always successful, but..."

He stopped abruptly at this point.

Quincy smirked. "But what?"

"Every person you've been assigned to is still alive and kicking." Percival said in a leisurely tone.

Vivienne peered at him in surprise. His words mirrored exactly what she had discovered during her investigation.

Quincy frowned at him with confusion etched on her face. "Who exactly are you?"

She knew Vivienne. She had made sure to thoroughly investigate Vivienne before embarking on her mission.

And naturally, she knew about Percival as well. Since he was Vivienne's fiancé, she had made it her business to know about him. But all she found out was that he was the underachieving seventh grandson of the Ellington family.

There was nothing remarkable about him.

Yet he seemed to know an awful lot about her.

"Who I am isn't important. What you need to know is that we can bring down GTO and reunite you with your family." Percival said slowly.

"Why should I believe you?" Quincy scoffed. Ever since she had been trafficked into GTO at the age of thirteen, she knew that the only person she could trust was herself.

"Because your brother is one of mine." Percival responded indifferently.

Quincy's expression shifted. "I don't believe you!"

Her brother was long dead. He was murdered by the people of GTO.