The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 746

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!

malice, focused on the road ahead, completely

corner, two figures vanished

passing the Rivenwood toll booth, they

nightly routine and was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald is on it; the

we need to

few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off

The next day.

Vivienne opened her eyes, Percival was already gone from

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

"What happened?"

out of bed and

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

"Alert everyone, find Donald-dead

Order of Nine Mystics Society, search every nook of Rivenwood, including the suburbs. We must find

couldn't afford to

dressed, Vivienne grabbed her gear

phone vibrated. She

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

the latest model of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass vials were filled with

fury as she replied, [Who dares to hurt mine will pay

The Ellington family.

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

like always, a delicate voice suddenly burst

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

by that maniac Vivienne? What have you been up

for the right moment. When

huffed, "I don't care what you're 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

up with Wendy, always had the upper hand

the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill at his

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