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

she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out by Anna and the others if she let

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

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

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

will be settled after the trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a sense of unease lingering. "But why

continued to patter

room flickered with light and shadow, creating an eerie

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

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

Before he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst

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

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

yes, I 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 quickly? There's really no time left!" "What's

strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I see your

phone since the start, and that was where the

didn't wait for her consent before reaching

usually so clear-headed and resilient, was

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

"Bastards!"

upon the phone, and he couldn't suppress

made sure to pocket the switchblades.

message from an unknown number was clear for all

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