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!

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

an unseen corner, two figures vanished swiftly into the

booth, they headed straight

was ready for bed. His message read,

on her tail; we need to know

sent, Vivienne turned

The next day.

Vivienne opened her eyes, Percival was already gone from her

popped up immediately, [At seven sharp this morning, we lost contact with

"What happened?"

hesitation, Vivienne got out of bed

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

ordered, "Alert everyone, find

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

couldn't afford to

her gear

phone vibrated. She

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

a post, strapped with the latest model of a time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass vials were filled with an unknown green

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

The Ellington family.

after that interrogation. But he hadn't kept his head down for long. Messages from the other side came daily, as if certain he posed no threat, urging

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

of relief, "You scared

to be locked up by that maniac Vivienne? What have you been up to these days, sneaking around? Didn't you say you were going to take over

the right moment. When it comes, you'll have your chance to

what you're planning, just remember this-I'm still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred of sibling

up with Wendy,

her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill at

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