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.

you here? Where's

to the hospital. Vivienne, can you... save him?" Despite their strained relationship, Mark was still his father. The thought of losing him had never crossed Aaron's mind. Vivienne's eyes took on a shadowy gleam. "Yeah,

did not respond; they just looked at Vivienne

knew his strength was not enough,

the explosion at home, it had left him in utter

felt inadequate

turmoil in Aaron's eyes, Vivienne clapped him on the shoulder.

aback, not quite understanding her

Vivienne was not one for explanations. When the time came,

in the car and headed to

members had been treated at the hospital. Only a few who

closest to the explosion and was the most

operating room, already in her

had managed to save the others

Now, only Mark remained.

on her gloves, she looked

a reassuring half-smile and said, "Everything's ready.

a nod, Vivienne entered the

injuries were severe, they were not life-threatening, and with Vivienne's skilled hands, he would soon be

his eyes. He wiggled his fingers and toes -

sighed with relief. As his vision cleared, he saw Vivienne sitting

"Young Ma..."

holding a syringe, expertly tapping out the air before injecting its contents into Mark's IV

head," Mark replied, swallowing

tone cool, "With all

It wasn't easy bringing Aaron back, especially with all the conflicts between us. I guess it's been weighing on

the empty syringe in the trash and said, "If you really

panic. Dark Brew was his code name within the

seemingly innocuous brother-in-law, was unaware they were

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