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.

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

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

seat, pulling out her phone to check the time.

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 guys are tough, it's no big deal for the boss to bring

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

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

continued to

streaked across the night sky, and the room flickered with light

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

at him. "Don't 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

had been asleep, suddenly burst

phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for

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

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?"

strode over. "Mrs.

her phone since the start, and that was where the problem

consent before reaching out

clear-headed and resilient, was now filled

hands, murmuring repeatedly

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone, and he couldn't suppress

the others gathered around, and as he stood, he made sure

the message from an unknown number was clear for

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