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.

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

fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken

over the group before she, too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time.

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

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

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

rain continued to

the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an

seen weather this severe, but he couldn't shake the feeling

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

he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had

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

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!"

at his earlier premonition and strode over. "Mrs. Littleton,

the start, and that was where the problem had to

consent before reaching out to take

usually so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled with confusion

the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack of time,

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone, and he couldn't suppress

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

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

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