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

sat gagged, her eyelids fluttering with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out by Anna and the others

too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where are Vivienne and Percival? Shouldn't they

sip before speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald City isn't far, and even if those guys are tough, it's no big deal for

rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys can't pull any more stunts against the Littletons

the trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a sense of unease lingering. "But why

rain continued to

across the night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an eerie atmosphere that put everyone on

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

is still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons

Before he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst out

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

Littleton, Ms.

held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask her to come back quickly? There's really no time left!"

inwardly at his earlier premonition and strode over. "Mrs.

her phone since the start, and that was where the problem had

her consent before reaching

resilient, was now filled with confusion

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

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone, and he couldn't

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

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

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