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.

finished the tasks given to him by Percival, Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting his head against the back of the sofa to rest his

fearing

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

a cup of water, taking a sip before speaking, "They should be

Jerry, now fully rested, said as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed,

his eyes slowly, a sense

rain continued to

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

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

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

Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst out of

eyes were bloodshot, her hands clutching her phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne. Not

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

Vivienne," Kaitlyn 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 happened?" Thomas asked, a

and strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I

phone since the start, and

consent before reaching out to

and resilient, was now

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

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone, and

he stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What happened? Who sent Mrs.

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

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