The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 496

Mark knew his fate was sealed. Betraying the Nine Mystics Society and harming his brethren had left him no escape.

His only option now was to divulge what he knew about GTO to save his own skin.

"Young Master, my latest orders were to shift our operations to Sea City and locate someone named Imogen to await further instructions. That's all I was told, Young Master. Please, can you spare my life?"

Vivienne's eyes narrowed.

Imogen had fled to Sea City, the turf of the Perez family.

Mark continued to plead as a tear traced his cheek.

Vivienne brushed off the man's insincere tears and pressed, "Once in Sea City, how will you find Imogen?"

"I don't know, but our base there is at a virus research facility. I haven't been given details."

Seizing a thread of hope, Mark blurted out, "Young Master, I'll make amends. I'll go to Sea City, uncover the research facility, and deliver this woman, Imogen, to you. I swear I'll complete the mission."

His voice was urgent, punctuated by fits of coughing that suddenly brought forth blood. His heart felt pierced with a thousand needles, suffocating him with pain.

Vivienne stood, dusted off her jacket, and said indifferently, "I gave Flynn a poison that's tearing him apart from the inside. Yours is a hundred times stronger. You'll spend every moment in agony."

Mark collapsed, his face ashen.

No one knew better than him the potency of the Young Master's poisons.

His pleas were in vain.

Just as he thought this was the harshest punishment, Vivienne spoke slowly, "You think this is enough?"

Mark shuddered.

Was there something worse waiting for him?

Vivienne, hands in her pockets, looked down upon him. "I've always said, from the day you joined the Nine Mystics Society, death would never be the best outcome. For a traitor... even a death wish is a luxury."

As she opened the door, Draven entered. "Young Master!"

Vivienne grabbed a document, pressed Mark's thumb for a print, and walked out, leaving behind a chilling command, "Throw him into the hound pit!"

Mark's pleas escalated to a fevered pitch, "Young Master, I beg you. I'll never betray you again. Please, you can kill me, but don't send me to the hound pit."

Even Draven was stunned by her decree.

Vivienne owned a private kennel of ferocious dogs used to punish traitors. For years, no human had ever been thrown in.

Everyone knew of its existence and Vivienne's temperament. No one dared to cross her. She had hoped she would never have to use it. But now, she had.

It was clear how much Mark's betrayal had infuriated her.

Draven felt a pang of sympathy. A simple betrayal might have ended with poison, but Mark had joined GTO, the organization that had killed Vivienne's mother, and she was relentless in her quest for vengeance against it, swearing to destroy it at all costs.

Vivienne had dealt with many from GTO, but none suffered as Mark would.

Those GTO members Vivienne had previously dealt with were not directly involved in her mother’s death. They were not GTO’s boss, and she never had any personal grudge against them. Thus, if they did not cross her, she might grant them a quick death if she was feeling kind.

However, she trusted Mark. Plus, she was attached to all Nine Mystics Society members.

Hence, Draven could understand why Vivienne would throw Mark into the hound pit. If he were betrayed by someone he trusted, he would do the same.