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!

were dark with malice, focused on the road ahead,

corner, two figures vanished swiftly

booth,

was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald is on it;

replied, [Keep on her tail; we need to know

messages sent, Vivienne

The next day.

Percival was already gone

from Matthew popped up immediately, [At

"What happened?"

hesitation, Vivienne got out of

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

"Alert everyone,

Nine Mystics Society, search every

couldn't afford to

Vivienne grabbed her gear and

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

the text that came was chilling enough, [Next time, I

gunpowder, the

fury as she replied, [Who dares to hurt mine

The Ellington family.

down for long. Messages from the other side came daily, as if certain he posed no threat, urging him to proceed with the next step. "Stop right

like always,

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

have even a shred of sibling love left, don't drag me down

with Wendy,

stared down by her, the naturally timid Huxley

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