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

an unseen corner, two figures vanished

passing the Rivenwood toll booth, they headed

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

her tail; we

terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off

The next day.

eyes, Percival was

popped up immediately, [At seven sharp this morning, we lost

"What happened?"

Vivienne got out of bed

with Donald last night, but this morning, there's been no response to calls or texts. We've heard from the people

ordered, "Alert everyone,

of Nine Mystics Society, search

couldn't afford

dressed, Vivienne grabbed her gear and headed

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

text that came was chilling enough,

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

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

The Ellington family.

his freedom after that interrogation. But he hadn't kept his head down for long. Messages from the other side

morning, as Huxley was sneaking out like always,

sigh of relief, "You scared me half

Vivienne? What have you been up to these days,

waiting for the right moment. When it comes, you'll have your chance to

If you have even

having grown up with Wendy, always had the upper

down by her, the naturally timid Huxley

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