The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 745

Midnight.

Above the YQ Research Center, in the manor house nestled under the shadow of night.

In the pitch-dark living room, sobs echoed intermittently.

The ghostly moonlight slipped through the windows, faintly revealing the silhouette of a person writhing on the floor.

"Click!"

Lights flooded the villa, illuminating the figures of Vivienne and Percival as they emerged from the darkness.

Their cold gazes fell upon Ramona, who was bound hand and foot in the center of the room.

By day, she was a damsel in distress, but now her eyes, having adjusted to the light, glared furiously at the two of them.

Percival gestured slightly, and Thomas stepped forward to rip the duct tape from Ramona's mouth.

Instantly, Ramona twisted in agony, collapsing to the floor, groaning uncontrollably.

Anna sauntered over, crouched beside her, and propped her up, gripping her cheek firmly, "Ms. Grimshaw, I'd advise you not to fight this. Answer our questions, and maybe we can all play nice. Otherwise, well let's just say we won't be so merciful."

Anna's hand, holding a switchblade, brushed lightly over Ramona's wrist.

Her icy eyes paused momentarily, giving a subtle shake of her head to Vivienne.

Vivienne's fingertip twitched, and Anna stood up, retreating to her position behind Vivienne, her sharp gaze never leaving Ramona.

slightly, masking her emotions from

Ramona's meridians...

earth

me go this instant! Or you'll regret it!" After ranting at Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes,

take lessons from her. Their performances wouldn't have been so

nudged Percival with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel in

look of resignation flickered in Percival's eyes, "Even if you wanted

seriously doubt the image I have

you are flawless in my eyes, the woman I love

her with those deep, affectionate eyes and spoke those cheesy lines. Ramona was baffled. Weren't they supposed to

scene

tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate

relentless public displays of

even listening to me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand

the bubble of

for you. We just want to know who's pulling your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean 'pulling my strings'? Vivienne, I'm telling you, everything you posted online is fake. I could sue you for slander. Why is your mind filled with such filth..." Vivienne leaned in, pinching

to alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary person? Your skills should be quite impressive;

you spouting?! What skills? I don't know

going to give up till the last second, huh? Anna,

Anna replied in a deep

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