The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 436

As soon as Vivienne finished speaking, Percival and Leopold both paused for a beat.

Leopold, who was driving, quickly asked, "Vivienne, what exactly does this organization do?"

He was aware of the situation with Fiona but had never heard of this organization before, so he was trying to get his head around it.

"It's similar to the Frostfire Intelligence Agency," Vivienne explained. "They take on tasks assigned by clients - replaceing people, replaceing objects, all sorts of stuff. Paula once tried to hire CK to replace her daughter, but CK didn't take the job.

But CK... They don't have any lines they won't cross. If the price is right, they'll even deal in human trafficking, like Fiona did when she hid Astrid for Mr. B. Fiona claimed it was her first time, but it certainly wasn't CK's first rodeo."

Leopold caught on. "So, the baby trafficking cases from before, they had CK's fingerprints all over them."

"Exactly," Vivienne replied, her expression darkening.

CK was a group that had risen to prominence in the past few years, a bit later than the Frostfire Intelligence Agency.

However, because they played by no rules, some individuals with sinister motives sought them out. For their own gain, they would harm other people's families and their lives.

Thus, CK was more popular in the underworld.

Percival's deep eyes narrowed as his voice dropped an octave. "Fiona only claimed she was the head of CK and did everything herself."

"She's contradicting herself." Leopold clicked his tongue. "She said that the Astrid thing was her first time dealing in human trafficking, but we know for a fact that CK has trafficked infants before. How could it be the first time?"

"She's not telling the truth," Percival murmured, his long fingers tapping slowly on the windowpane.

After a moment, he spoke again, "Let's head to the safe house."

Leopold nodded, stepping on the gas as they headed toward the safe house.

Fiona was rather comfortable there, rising punctually each day, passing her free time with books, newspapers, and the news. When questioned, she repeated the same few lines.

She claimed she was the leader of CK, did not know who Mr. B was, and that all transactions were through the Ellington Group and Jeffrey's art gallery.

Percival entered, replaceing Fiona absorbed in a painting by Eulalia, or in other words, by Vivienne.

Hearing Percival approach, Fiona barely lifted her eyelids, but upon seeing Vivienne, there was a flicker of response.

"Vivienne, could I trouble you for something?" Fiona asked.

"Speak," Vivienne replied nonchalantly, hands in her pockets.

After a moment of silence, Fiona looked up. "I would like to see all of your previous design drafts."

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, not knowing what to say.

Was Fiona treating this place like her personal study?

Vivienne's lips curved into a smirk as she said, "Sure, but it'll cost you."

"What do you want?" Fiona's eyes shimmered with a hint of hope upon Vivienne's agreement.

Vivienne's eyes sparkled mischievously. "I could want a lot of things. Money? Strawberry cheesecake? Rare herbs? Or perhaps..."

Her gaze lifted slightly, the smile on her lips growing. "Information on Black Dragon, the elusive head of CK."

Fiona's gaze stalled at the mention of Black Dragon.

Black Dragon was the code name for CK's boss.

No one had ever managed to replace any information about him.

Even Percival, despite having captured and interrogated her for so long, had not found any information about the leader, even though Fiona claimed to be the head of CK.

But Vivienne seemed to know.

Fiona looked up. "You found out?"

Vivienne laughed, a dazzling smile on her face. "Is it hard to replace information on a leader of a shady organization?"

After a pause, Fiona replied, "Since you're so informed, there's no need to ask me. Besides, I wouldn't tell you even if you did."

Vivienne leaned back in her chair, legs crossed, chin propped on her hand. "I'm not planning on asking you. However, if you want my designs, you must give me something in exchange." Fiona stayed silent for quite some time before looking up. "Anything else I can give, just not information about Black Dragon."

Vivienne propped her chin with her arms on her legs, pondered for a while, then said, "I don't seem to need anything." Fiona was speechless, thinking, "Then why are you wasting my time?"

Vivienne turned and glanced at Percival, asking with a faint smile, "Mr. Wolf, what do I need? Can you remind me?"

Percival's lips twitched. His Vivienne's knack for infuriating people seemed as powerful as ever.

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Then, he brought over a chair and sat next to Vivienne, his long fingers entwining with hers, his voice smooth as velvet, "My Vivienne has everything she needs. She lacks nothing!"

Vivienne nodded in agreement but said, "No, wait! I have to pay for your expenses. You're too high-maintenance. I can't afford you no matter how rich I am."

"I'm not high-maintenance. Just make me spaghetti from time to time."

Vivienne's eyes lit up. "That I can do."

Fiona was at a loss for words, yelling inside, "Enough! I don't want to see you two showing off your love!"

As if Vivienne had heard Fiona's inner thoughts, she turned to her and said, "Though I have everything I need, my designs are numerous. You need them, White Tiger doesn't, but you're useless to me, while White Tiger could be. So, what shall we do?"

Fiona was startled, her emotions betraying her control for a moment. "You know about White Tiger!"

White Tiger was a code name known only to her, the true mastermind behind CK.

Black Dragon and White Tiger were the highest authorities in CK, and all orders filtered down from White Tiger to the rest.

In the shadowy world of covert operations, the enigmatic White Tiger tightly held all critical intel and entrusted only Black Dragon with such sensitive details. The existence of White Tiger was so well-concealed that within the ranks of CK, no one knew if White Tiger was male or female or even if they truly existed.

Black Dragon was the face of the operation, the one who stepped into the light when necessary.

And Black Dragon was her code name.

Fiona bit her lip, her eyes wide with shock that refused to diminish.

How much influence did Vivienne wield to have information on White Tiger?

Who on earth was she?

Vivienne's laugh was radiant, enhancing her natural beauty. "I know quite a bit. For instance, the person who poisoned Isolde five years ago, intending to poison Mr. Wolf, was named Fiona. And then there's the multiple assassination attempts on Mr. Wolf since we arrived in Rivenwood, one of which was orchestrated by someone named Fiona, and there's more..."

Before Vivienne could finish, Fiona suddenly shouted, "Enough!"

Her fingers were clenched tightly, and her expression was twisted with distress.

She never imagined Vivienne would unearth her secrets with such clarity.

If Vivienne knew, then Percival...

Her gaze shifted to Percival, who sat with his legs crossed, idly toying with Vivienne's fingers, his expression unchanging as if he had long been aware of these machinations. Fiona's laugh broke the tension abruptly.

Ha!

She had schemed for so long and had operated in the shadows, only to replace herself ensnared in his strategies. She had thought her disguise was impeccable!

Of course! Her cousin, Percival, was leagues beyond the likes of Jeffrey.

After spending so much time with her family, she had almost forgotten that Percival controlled a vast financial empire and was known to others as Mr. Percy!

No wonder everything had gone so smoothly before and why she had failed so spectacularly this time!

Fiona's steely gaze lingered on Vivienne and Percival for a long moment before her clenched hands slowly relaxed, her expression settling into calm, "What do you want to know?" After a brief pause, she added a stipulation, "You may ask, but I'm not obliged to tell."

Vivienne met her gaze squarely, cutting through the pretense, "Is the Boar Poison in White Tiger's possession?"