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.

long legs, carelessly resting

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

group before she, too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to

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

said as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys

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

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across the night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an

this severe, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something

still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?" Thomas shook

had been asleep, suddenly burst out of her

her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne. Not seeing

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

no time! Can you call her, ask her

at his earlier premonition and strode over.

phone since the start, and that

her consent before reaching

was now

her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack of time, looking

"Bastards!"

upon the phone, and he couldn't suppress a

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

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

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