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!

road ahead, completely oblivious to the

unseen corner, two figures vanished swiftly

the Rivenwood toll booth, they headed

His message read, [Donald is on it; the target is moving towards

tail; we

few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off

The next day.

Percival was already gone from her

Matthew popped up immediately,

"What happened?"

got out of

was in contact with Donald last night, but this morning, there's been no response to calls or texts.

ordered, "Alert everyone, find Donald-dead or

Nine Mystics Society, search every

couldn't afford to

grabbed her

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

was chilling enough, [Next

threatening words was a picture of Donald tied to a post, strapped with the latest model of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the

fury as she replied, [Who dares

The Ellington family.

had 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

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

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

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

right

remember this-I'm still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred of sibling love left,

grown up with Wendy,

stared down by her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill at his core and

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