The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 583

Diana was drenched in cold sweat, barely able to stand on her own. She clung to Zelda, who supported her as they made their way out of the place.

Her mind was a mess.

What was she to do?

If Flynn, that lunatic, ever spilled the beans to the Perez family in one of his good moods, she would be left with nothing!

Yes, she had to seek out F-Poison. That woman surely had a way to help her!

The members of the Perez family piled into their cars. Jasper, worn out, decided to leave early with Diana and Zelda while Yuri took the wheel.

Vivienne naturally ended up riding with Maddox.

Maddox slammed his fist against the steering wheel in frustration. "Damn it, I really want to knock some sense into that nutjob. What's he doing, spouting nonsense in front of the old man?"

Vivienne was not as upset.

She had thought Flynn was untouchable, but now it seemed he had a weak spot after all – Willa.

She could not understand it, though. Flynn did not even care about his father, so why would he care about his mentor's daughter?

Could there still be something they did not know about Willa?

Willa had grown up with the Perez family. What kind of secret could she possibly have? Plus, her personality was almost the complete opposite of her parents.

And why was Flynn so desperate to see Willa?

After returning from the visit to the prison, Diana claimed she was too tired and went straight to her room to rest, locking the door behind her.

Jasper was still worried. "Zelda, is Diana all right?"

Zelda shook her head. "She's just a bit shaken up, Dad. Don't worry, I've saved her some dinner. Let's let her rest for now."

"That's best. Thanks for your help."

Zelda offered a faint smile, her gaze towards Diana's room dark and unreadable.

She was not particularly close to Diana but knew that Diana was not the type to scare easily. It was just a few words; how could they have shaken her up so badly?

That night, Diana slipped out through the back window. Being an adopted daughter of the Perez family, she was well-versed in martial arts.

Since most of the Perez family had already retired for the night and paid no attention to her, nobody noticed her departure.

F-Poison had moved to a new residence, and Diana had to follow the GPS to find her way there.

"What the hell is going on with Flynn? Isn't he the former F-Poison's apprentice? Why does he know about Sasha being kidnapped? You better start talking and tell me what's happening!" Diana demanded as soon as she burst through the door.

F-Poison was in the midst of a peaceful painting session and set down her brush upon hearing Diana's words.

"Have you met Flynn already?" asked F-Poison.

Frantic, Diana knocked over F-Poison's brushes in her haste. "Yes, I have. Now tell me what this is all about!"

F-Poison frowned at her toppled brushes, her eyes darkening. "Pick them up."

Diana paused, confused. "What are you talking about? I did what you asked and met with Flynn. You never mentioned he knew about Sasha. You..."

Before she could finish, F-Poison grabbed her throat.

"Pick. Them. Up." F-Poison hissed menacingly.

Struggling to breathe, Diana nodded hurriedly, and F-Poison released her, tossing her to the floor.

Diana obediently gathered the brushes and stepped back. "Can we talk properly now?"

"Ms. Perez, take a seat," F-Poison said with a slight curl of her lips, holding a glass of red wine as she lounged on the sofa.

Diana took a moment to compose herself before sitting down opposite F-Poison.

F-Poison sipped her wine and asked, "Ms. Perez, what exactly did Flynn say? Would you indulge me?"