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

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

to possess something left behind by Karen, bargaining

for the mere mention of her name stayed their lethal

demanded she hand it over, but she had nothing, especially after her frantic escape had left her

was then

and begged to be escorted home. Despite her cold exterior, Vivienne's warmth shined through as she reluctantly ensured Judith's safety

with them again, Vivienne

vital importance, but Judith was clueless. All she knew was that the chase persisted until they reached the boundaries of

not fathom why at the

had been Karen's sanctuary and Vivienne's home. Perhaps the hitmen

why they failed to recognize Karen's daughter remained a

to speak. "What's more coincidental is that these hitmen approached

just reveal the name and family of the person who hired

unlocked his smartphone and scrolled through to reveal a hand-drawn,

room fell silent as everyone absorbed

disbelief. "Mom? Is this true? How could you do

now with Scott at the helm. They usually kept quiet

be helpful to Vivienne within their means out of gratitude

the family to treat her

affairs, such as acknowledging Calista as one of their own, they had objected, but

upon

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