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!

on the road ahead,

figures vanished swiftly into

the Rivenwood toll booth, they headed straight

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

replied, [Keep on her tail; we need

few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned

The next day.

opened her eyes, Percival was already

checked her phone, and a message from Matthew popped up immediately, [At seven sharp this morning, we lost contact with Donald,

"What happened?"

hesitation, Vivienne got out of bed and called

night, but this morning, there's been no response to calls or texts. We've heard from the people watching Ramona's place that she's back from the suburbs, but

"Alert everyone,

Mystics

afford to

grabbed her gear and headed

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

the text that came was chilling enough, [Next

of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass

replied, [Who dares to hurt mine will pay with their

The Ellington family.

But he hadn't kept his head down for long. Messages from the other side came daily, as if certain he posed no threat,

Huxley was sneaking out like always, a

a sigh of relief, "You scared me half to death. What are you doing up this

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

the rush? I'm waiting for the right moment. When

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

terms of presence, Mara, having grown up with Wendy, always had

down by her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill at his

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