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.

legs, carelessly resting his

with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out by

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

last 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 speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald City isn't far, and even if those guys are

as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're

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

rain continued

flickered with light

severe, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something big was about

"Don't jinx us. The online buzz is still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under

who had been asleep, suddenly burst out of her

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

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

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. Littleton, may

since the start, and that was where the problem

consent

so clear-headed and resilient, was now

didn't resist as Jerry took the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack of time,

"Bastards!"

the phone,

the others gathered around, and as he stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What happened? Who sent Mrs. Littleton a

message from an unknown number was

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