Judith's face drained of color.

How on earth could Percival know about this?

She had confided this secret to no one in the Brooks family, not even her own flesh and blood.

She had taken the solitary trip to Emerald Mountain to ensure there were no loose ends.

But why?

Why did Percival know?

Judith's expression flickered with panic before she fought to regain composure, irritation lacing her voice. "What are you blabbering about? When have I ever brought a hitman there? Vivienne knows the truth. She saved me. I was the one being hunted!"

Percival chuckled, a knowing smirk on his face. "You seem to be unaware that my teacher founded the very organization of hitmen you sought out. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

"What?" Judith was utterly stunned, disbelief etched on her face.

They were Karen's people?

No wonder they turned on her!

She vividly recalled hiring the organization and them assigning a hitman to accompany her. All had been well until they reached Emerald Monastery. The hitman leader's face turned ashen when she mentioned Karen's name. They even double-checked with her, asking if her target was indeed Karen's child.

She had confirmed it without hesitation.

And that was when they turned on her.

Unknown to them, Judith was skilled in fighting arts, a secret she had kept hidden for decades. Cornered, she had no choice but to fight for her life.

fled

these were trained hitmen. How could she possibly escape their clutches? The terrain of Emerald Mountain was treacherous, and despite her efforts to elude them, she

sheer panic, she claimed to possess something left behind by Karen, bargaining for her life

deep feelings for Karen, for the mere mention of her name stayed their

over, but she had nothing, especially after her frantic escape had

was then that Vivienne

clung to her for safety and begged to

caught up with them again, Vivienne

behind must have been of vital importance, but Judith was clueless. All she knew was that the chase persisted until they

why at the time, but it all made sense

home. Perhaps the hitmen refrained

recognize Karen's

briefly flickered to Judith's ashen face as he parted his lips to speak. "What's more coincidental is that

the name and family of the person who hired them to kill

Percival unlocked his smartphone and scrolled through to reveal a hand-drawn, remarkably lifelike portrait

as everyone absorbed

and Cheryl gazed at Judith in disbelief. "Mom? Is this

little weight in the Brooks family, especially now with Scott at

to be helpful to Vivienne within their means out of gratitude to Karen for her

the family to treat her well. Once Vivienne returned, the children took an instant liking to her, much to

as acknowledging Calista as one of their own, they had objected, but Judith and Scott were adamant. There was little

faced any mistreatment upon Calista's return. But they could have never imagined that their mother would go so

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