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.

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

fluttering with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out by Anna

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

placed the last 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

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 can't pull any more

slowly, a sense of unease lingering. "But why do I feel so

rain continued

with light and shadow, creating an eerie atmosphere that put everyone

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

tide is turning. The Littletons are under our

he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been

her frantic gaze sweeping the

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

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

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

phone since the start, and that was where

wait for her consent

and resilient, was now filled with confusion and

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

"Bastards!"

the phone, and

he stood, he made sure to pocket the

the message from an unknown number was clear for

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