Vivienne's eyes narrowed as she and Percival rushed to the attacked stronghold of the Miller family.

"Imogen's got some nerve," Percival said, his voice turning cold.

Launching a preemptive strike on the Miller family's stronghold, she aimed to distract Vivienne, buying herself time to escape.

Vivienne gripped the steering wheel, her tires leaving deep marks on the asphalt as she drove.

Her face was as dark as a storm cloud, fury simmering within her.

With a screeching halt, the car arrived at the Miller family's stronghold.

It was an old Victorian mansion that served as the Miller family's headquarters within the Nine Mystics Society.

Mark had been one of the first Vivienne had brought into her fold, and this place was a home base for the Nine Mystic Society's members in Rivenwood.

Draven would often stay here when he was on missions.

It had always been secure.

But now, it had been struck with devastating damage!

The bronze front door was blasted halfway to oblivion, and the building was belching thick, black smoke. Firefighters and police officers were swarming the scene.

Aaron was there, talking to them, trying to piece together how the blaze had started.

After an investigation, they concluded it was a gas leak that led to the explosion.

But everyone inside the Nine Mystics Society knew better. Someone had planted a bomb at their doorstep, leading to the destruction and sending several brothers to the hospital. After the firefighters and police had left, Aaron approached Vivienne, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Vivienne," he said, obviously fresh from receiving the news.

nodded. "Just you here?

still his father. The thought of losing him had never

not respond; they just looked at

knew his strength was not enough,

the panicked call he received about the explosion at home, it had

inadequate beside

on the shoulder. "The future of the Miller family is

was taken aback, not quite

for explanations. When the time

Percival got back in the car

had been treated at the hospital. Only a

been closest to the explosion and was the

outside the operating room,

had managed to save the

Now, only Mark remained.

on her gloves, she looked back at

her a reassuring half-smile and said,

Vivienne

were not life-threatening, and with Vivienne's skilled hands, he

room, Mark slowly opened his eyes. He wiggled his

vision cleared, he saw Vivienne sitting

"Young Ma..."

holding a syringe, expertly tapping out the air before injecting

a heavy head," Mark replied,

cool, "With all those secrets, it's no wonder

licking his dry lips. "You're right, Young Master. It wasn't easy bringing Aaron back, especially with all

syringe in the trash and said, "If you really cared about him,

with panic. Dark Brew was his code name within the GTO, a secret known only to F-Poison

brother-in-law, was unaware

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