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, carelessly resting his head against the back

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

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

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 speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald

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

his eyes slowly, a sense

rain continued to

lightning streaked across the night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating

severe, but

tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?" Thomas

finish, Kaitlyn, who had been asleep,

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

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

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

and strode over. "Mrs. Littleton,

start,

didn't wait for her consent before

so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled

didn't resist as Jerry took the phone from her hands,

"Bastards!"

eyes fell upon the phone, and he couldn't

around, and as he stood, he made sure

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

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