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 ahead, completely oblivious to

an unseen corner, two figures

Rivenwood toll booth, they headed straight for the

Vivienne had just finished her nightly routine and was ready for bed. His message read, [Donald is on it; the

her tail; we

a few terse messages sent, Vivienne turned off

The next day.

her eyes, Percival was already gone from her

from Matthew popped up immediately, [At seven sharp this morning, we

"What happened?"

hesitation, Vivienne got out of bed and

response to calls or

everyone,

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

couldn't afford to

dressed, Vivienne grabbed her

phone vibrated. She checked it swiftly, not

the text that came was chilling enough, [Next time,

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

she replied, [Who dares to hurt mine will pay

The Ellington family.

he hadn't kept his head down for long. Messages from the other side came daily, as

out like always, a delicate voice suddenly burst forth,

and breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me

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

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

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

having grown up with Wendy, always had the upper hand

stared down by her, the naturally timid Huxley felt a chill

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