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 in

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

possess something left behind by Karen, bargaining for her life in exchange

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

had nothing, especially after

then

powder before the attackers collapsed. Recognizing Vivienne's extraordinary abilities, Judith clung to her for safety and begged to be escorted home. Despite her cold exterior, Vivienne's warmth shined through as she reluctantly ensured Judith's safety every step

the hitmen caught up with them again, Vivienne

clueless. All she knew was

why at the time, but it all made sense

home. Perhaps the hitmen refrained from

failed to recognize Karen's daughter

ashen face as he parted his lips to speak. "What's more coincidental is that these hitmen approached Vivienne before she

and family of the person who hired them to kill Vivienne; they even

smartphone and scrolled through to reveal a hand-drawn, remarkably lifelike portrait of

room fell silent as everyone absorbed

Cheryl gazed at Judith in disbelief. "Mom? Is this true? How could you

voices carried little weight in the Brooks family, especially now with Scott at the helm. They usually kept

effort to be helpful to Vivienne within

her well. Once Vivienne returned, the children took an instant liking

Calista as one of their own, they had objected,

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

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