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.

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

with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she

too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to check

switchblade on the table and sighed as if he had finished 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 tough, it's

till court," Jerry, now fully rested, said as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys

opened his eyes slowly,

rain continued to

sky, and the room flickered with light

weather this severe, but

our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?"

Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst out

clutching her phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne. Not seeing her,

Littleton!" Anna, who was closest, quickly grabbed Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't returned yet.

yes, I need to find Vivienne," Kaitlyn stammered, her hands trembling as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask her to come back quickly? There's really no time left!" "What's happened?" Thomas asked, a sense of dread

strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I see your

start, and that was

didn't wait for her consent before reaching out to take

and resilient, was now filled

the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack of time,

"Bastards!"

phone, and

and as he stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades.

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

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