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.

given to him by Percival, Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting

she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out

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

task. He poured himself a cup of water, taking a sip before speaking, "They

from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys can't pull any more stunts against

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

rain continued to

with light and shadow, creating an eerie atmosphere that

but he couldn't

glanced at him. "Don't jinx us. The online buzz is still brewing, but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could

he could finish, Kaitlyn, who had been

gaze

grabbed Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't

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

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

her phone since the start, and that was where the

consent before reaching out to

and resilient, was now filled with

Jerry took the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack of time, looking utterly

"Bastards!"

upon the phone,

stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What happened?

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

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