The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 775

Gavin scoffed, the malice evident in his wrinkled eyes. "What can be done? The deed is done; they're gone. So, we'll just send Kaitlyn a picture of the urn, and let's see what she does. Will she cling to that useless old family recipe, or does she want to see her parents reduced to ashes?"

Victoria's eyes widened in horror.

Who the hell came up with this sick plan?

Was Gavin not afraid of being haunted by the Littleton's vengeful spirits?

Aurora Mountain Villa.

In a two-thousand-square-foot villa, the lights were off in every room except the living room.

Members of the Nine Mystics Society were stationed in every corner, ensuring the villa's security. Kaitlyn had been teetering on the edge of a breakdown all day. Finally relaxing, she collapsed into the first empty room she found and fell asleep.

Amelia's fever had broken, Tyler's wounds showed no signs of infection, and after taking Vivienne's pills, Sadie and Julian were out like lights.

Anna did a round of the villa before settling back in the living room.

Draven sat on the couch, silently cleaning his knives, an array of sleek switchblades neatly arrayed on the coffee table.

the tasks given to him by Percival, Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting his head against the back of the sofa to rest

sleep, fearing she might be

took a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where are

a monumental task. He poured himself a cup of water, taking a sip before speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald City isn't far, and even if those guys are

and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine.

trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a sense of unease

rain continued

and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an eerie

the last time he'd seen weather this severe, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something big was about

the tide is turning. The Littletons are

had been asleep, suddenly

gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne. Not seeing her, she headed

"Mrs. Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't returned yet. Are you

hands trembling as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask her to come back

strode

since the start, and that was where the

wait for her consent before reaching

clear-headed and resilient, was now filled with confusion

as Jerry took the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack of time, looking

"Bastards!"

the phone, and he couldn't suppress

stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What happened? Who sent Mrs. Littleton a

everyone to see, and the message from an unknown number was clear

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