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.

legs, carelessly resting his head against the back of the sofa to rest

Raquel 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 her guard

too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where are Vivienne and

a sip before speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald City isn't far, and even if those guys are tough,

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

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

continued to

room flickered with light and shadow, creating an

weather this severe, but he couldn't shake

jinx us. The online buzz is still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?" Thomas shook his head, unsure. "Maybe I'm

Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly

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

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

as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask her to come

inwardly at his earlier premonition and strode

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

didn't wait for her consent before

resilient, was now

from her hands, murmuring repeatedly

"Bastards!"

the phone, and he

sure to pocket the switchblades.

to see, and the message from an

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