The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 746

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!

road ahead, completely oblivious to the

corner, two figures vanished swiftly into

passing the Rivenwood toll booth, they

through, Vivienne had just finished her nightly routine and was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald is on it;

tail; we need to

terse messages sent, Vivienne

The next day.

opened her eyes, Percival

her phone, and a message from Matthew popped up immediately,

"What happened?"

Vivienne got out

contact with Donald last night, but this morning, there's been no response to

"Alert everyone, find Donald-dead or

Draven, "Issue the Order of Nine Mystics Society, search every

afford to

Vivienne grabbed her

as she stepped out of the apartment, her phone vibrated. She checked it swiftly, not

text that came was chilling enough, [Next time, I won't

was a picture of Donald tied to a post, strapped with the latest model of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass vials were filled with an unknown

as she replied, [Who dares

The Ellington family.

long. Messages from the other side came daily, as if certain he posed no threat,

sneaking out like always,

and breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me half to death. What are you

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

replied, "What's the rush? I'm waiting for the right moment. When it comes, you'll

don't care what you're planning, just remember this-I'm still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred

of presence, Mara, having grown up with Wendy, always had the upper hand over

naturally timid Huxley felt a chill at his

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