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 black car tailing

figures vanished swiftly into

booth, they headed straight

His message

on her tail; we need to know

a few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off her

The next day.

opened her eyes, Percival was already

immediately, [At seven sharp this morning, we lost contact

"What happened?"

hesitation, Vivienne got out of

bit rushed but composed, "I was in contact with Donald last 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 there's

ordered, "Alert everyone, find Donald-dead

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

couldn't afford

Vivienne grabbed her gear and

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

that came was chilling enough, [Next time,

tied to a post, strapped with the latest model of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass vials

shrank with fury as she replied, [Who dares

The Ellington family.

finally regained his freedom after that interrogation. But he hadn't kept his head down for long. Messages from the other side came daily, as if certain he posed no

sneaking out like always, a

and breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me half

Vivienne? What have you been up to these days,

for the right moment. When it comes, you'll

still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred of sibling love left, don't drag me down with you,

of presence, Mara, having grown up with Wendy,

her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a

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