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.

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

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

pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where

sighed as if he had finished a monumental task. He poured himself a cup of water, taking a sip before speaking, "They

from his room. "Even

the trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a

rain continued

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

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

with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go

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

frantic gaze

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

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 happened?" Thomas asked, a

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

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

for her consent

clear-headed and resilient, was

hands, murmuring repeatedly

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone,

sure to pocket the switchblades. "What happened? Who sent

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

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