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 ahead, completely oblivious to the black car

an unseen corner, two figures vanished

passing the Rivenwood toll booth, they headed

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

her tail; we need to

sent, Vivienne turned off

The next day.

eyes, Percival was

her phone, and a message from Matthew popped up immediately, [At seven sharp this morning, we

"What happened?"

Vivienne got out

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

"Alert everyone, find Donald-dead

hung up quickly, then dialed Draven, "Issue the Order of Nine Mystics

afford

Vivienne grabbed her

the apartment, her phone vibrated. She checked it

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

gunpowder, the

replied, [Who dares to hurt mine

The Ellington family.

his head down for long. Messages from the other side came daily, as if certain he posed no threat, urging him to proceed with the

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

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

maniac Vivienne? What have

I'm waiting for 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 love left, don't drag me down with you, or I

having grown up with Wendy, always had

naturally timid Huxley

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