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.

long legs, carelessly resting his head against the back of the sofa

fearing she

to check the

water, taking a sip before speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald City isn't far,

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

be settled after the trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a sense of

continued to

lightning streaked across the night sky, and the room flickered with

severe, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something big

the tide is turning. The Littletons are under

Vivienne!" Before he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst

her hands clutching her phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne.

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

as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask

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

since the start, and that was where the problem had

didn't wait for her consent

usually so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled

resist as Jerry took the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about

"Bastards!"

eyes fell upon the phone, and

and the others gathered around, and as he stood, he made sure to

message from an unknown number was clear for all

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