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.

Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting his head against the

her eyelids fluttering with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be

a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where are Vivienne

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 emerged from his room. "Even if

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

rain continued

night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an eerie atmosphere that

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

is still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is

Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst out of her

phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne.

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

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

strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I see your

since the start, and

wait for her consent

so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled

phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone, and

he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What

message from an unknown number was clear

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