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,

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

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

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

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 can't pull any more stunts against

opened his eyes slowly, a sense of

continued

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

severe, but

at him. "Don't jinx us. The online buzz is still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our

Kaitlyn, who had

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

grabbed Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, Ms. Vivienne

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

cursed inwardly at his earlier premonition and strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I see your

her phone since the start, and that was

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

so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled with confusion and

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

"Bastards!"

phone, and he couldn't suppress

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

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

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