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.

Percival, Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting his head against the back of the sofa to

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

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

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,

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 at this

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

continued to

the night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an

the last time he'd seen weather this severe, but

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

who had been

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

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

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

premonition and strode over.

been gripping her phone since the start, and

consent before reaching out

and resilient, was now filled with confusion and

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

"Bastards!"

phone, and he couldn't

gathered around, and as he stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What

see, and the message

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