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.

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

her eyelids fluttering with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be

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

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 City isn't far, and even if those

his room. "Even if they're a

be settled after the trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly,

rain continued to patter

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

but he

brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could

could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst out

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

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

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 really no time left!" "What's

at his earlier premonition and strode over.

been gripping her phone since the start, and that was where the problem had to

consent before

so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled with

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

"Bastards!"

the phone, and he

he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What

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

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