The Million-Dollar Heart

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!

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

two figures vanished swiftly into

toll booth, they headed straight

had just finished her nightly routine and was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald is on it; the target is moving towards Capital Edge Estates, still in

on her tail; we need to know who's behind

a few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned

The next day.

Vivienne opened her eyes, Percival

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

"What happened?"

got out of

response to calls or

ordered, "Alert everyone, find

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

couldn't afford

dressed, Vivienne grabbed her

stepped out of the apartment, her phone vibrated. She checked it swiftly,

came was chilling enough, [Next time,

time bomb-instead of gunpowder, the glass vials were filled with an unknown green liquid. The sender even had the audacity to include the

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

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

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

a sigh of relief, "You scared me half 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

replied, "What's the rush? I'm waiting for the right moment.

don't care what you're planning, just remember this-I'm still at Vivienne's mercy. If you have even a shred

Mara, having grown up with Wendy, always had the upper

her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill at his