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

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

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

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

Jerry, now fully rested, said as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys can't pull any more stunts

Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a sense of unease lingering. "But why do

rain continued to patter

room flickered with light and shadow, creating an eerie

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

is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?" Thomas shook his head, unsure. "Maybe I'm

Kaitlyn, who had been asleep,

her hands clutching her phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the

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

no time! Can you call her, ask her to come back quickly? There's really no time left!" "What's happened?" Thomas asked,

strode over. "Mrs.

gripping her phone since the start, and that was where

didn't wait for her consent before

was now filled with confusion

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

"Bastards!"

upon the phone, and he couldn't suppress

stood, he made sure to

see, and the message from an

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