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

she dared not sleep, fearing she

indifferently over the group before she, too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to

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

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

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

continued to

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

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

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

Before he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been

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

"Mrs. Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't returned yet. Are

trembling as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask her to come back quickly? There's really no time left!" "What's happened?" Thomas asked, a sense of

his earlier premonition and strode over.

start, and that was where the problem

consent before reaching out to take

clear-headed and resilient, was now filled with

phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly

"Bastards!"

phone, and he

he stood, he made sure to pocket the

for everyone to see, and the message from

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