At this very moment, even a brief second of tranquility was more than Ramona could bear.

She had been rattled to her core by the surveillance footage, tears streaming down her face as she screamed, "This is it! I've said all I can say! Please, please let me go! I haven't even started anything! It wasn't me who messed with your mom; it was all the Grimshaws. I was cornered. I was truly forced!"

Vivienne settled back on the couch, her gaze drifting lightly over Ramona. It was unclear whether she believed her or not. She crossed her legs and said nothing.

Percival had been silent since the beginning, his eyes only on Vivienne, not deviating in the slightest, playing the role of the devoted husband to perfection. Ramona's eyes flickered swiftly.

It seemed like a flash of resentment passed through them.

But it was so quick no one saw.

"Ma'am." Anna stood by her, Ramona's tireless voice echoing in her ears.

She turned a deaf ear, simply waiting for Vivienne's command.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed before Vivienne finally spoke indifferently, "Let her go."

The evening wind sliced across Ramona's face like a blade.

She sped along the freeway, scenes from the night's confrontation with Vivienne racing through her mind.

Her heart burned with fury!

If it weren't for the mission, if her meridians hadn't been altered, preventing her from using force!

She would've twisted Vivienne's head off herself!

eyes were dark with malice, focused on the road ahead, completely oblivious to

figures vanished swiftly

booth, they headed

nightly routine and was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald is on it; the target is moving towards

[Keep on her tail; we need

a few terse messages sent,

The next day.

Percival was already gone from

up immediately, [At seven sharp this

"What happened?"

got out of

composed, "I was in contact with Donald last night, but this morning, there's been no response to calls

ordered, "Alert everyone, find Donald-dead

Order of Nine Mystics Society, search every

couldn't afford to

grabbed her

her phone vibrated. She checked it swiftly, not Matthew,

that came was chilling enough, [Next

the latest model of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass vials were filled with an unknown green liquid. The sender even had the audacity to

with fury as she replied, [Who dares to hurt mine will pay with

The Ellington family.

But he hadn't kept his head down for long. Messages from the other

out like always,

"You scared me half to death. What are you doing up this

crossed, stepped forward, "I should be asking you that. Have you forgotten what it felt like to be locked up by that maniac Vivienne? What have you been up to these days, sneaking around? Didn't you say you were going to take over the Ellington family?

the right moment. When it comes, you'll have your

planning, just remember this-I'm still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred of sibling

up with Wendy, always had the upper

naturally timid Huxley felt a

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