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!

eyes were dark with malice, focused on the road ahead, completely oblivious to the black car tailing

an unseen corner, two figures

the Rivenwood toll booth, they

for bed. His message read, [Donald is

on her tail; we need to

terse messages sent, Vivienne turned

The next day.

opened her eyes, Percival was already gone from her

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

"What happened?"

hesitation, 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 watching Ramona's place that she's back

everyone, find Donald-dead or

then dialed Draven, "Issue the Order of Nine Mystics Society, search every nook of Rivenwood, including the

afford

grabbed her gear and

stepped out of the apartment, her phone vibrated. She checked it swiftly,

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

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

pupils shrank with fury as she replied, [Who dares to hurt mine will

The Ellington family.

the other side came daily, as if certain he posed

out like always, a delicate voice suddenly

of relief, "You scared me half

that. Have you forgotten what it felt like to be locked up by that maniac Vivienne? What have you been up to these days, sneaking

for the right

planning, just remember this-I'm still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred of sibling love left, don't drag

up with Wendy,

down by her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill

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