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!

with malice, focused on the road

corner, two figures vanished swiftly

Rivenwood toll booth, they headed straight for the

for bed. His

on her tail; we need to know

a few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off her

The next day.

Percival was

and a message from Matthew popped up immediately, [At seven sharp

"What happened?"

hesitation, Vivienne got out

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

everyone, find

the Order of Nine Mystics Society, search every nook of Rivenwood, including

afford

grabbed her

she stepped out of the apartment, her phone vibrated. She

enough, [Next time, I won't go easy on

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

with fury as she replied, [Who dares to hurt

The Ellington family.

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

the morning, as Huxley was sneaking out like always, a delicate voice

to see Mara and breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me

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 have your chance to

If you have even a shred of sibling love left, don't drag me down with you, or I won't

with Wendy, always had the upper hand

Huxley felt a chill at his core and

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