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

figures vanished

Rivenwood toll booth, they headed straight for

had just finished her nightly routine and was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald

replied, [Keep on her tail; we need

terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off

The next day.

Percival

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

"What happened?"

got out of bed

response to calls or texts. We've heard from the people watching

ordered, "Alert everyone,

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

couldn't afford to

grabbed her gear and

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

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

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

with fury as she replied, [Who

The Ellington family.

other side came daily, as if certain he posed

was sneaking out like

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

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

waiting for the right

If you have even a shred of sibling love

grown up with Wendy, always had the

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

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