Vivienne furrowed her brow, a clear sign of confusion.

Colin seemed to read her mind. "Brianna isn't really a Wright; she was adopted," he explained, cutting through Vivienne's silent questions.

Vivienne was momentarily speechless. It was as if Colin had anticipated her arrival and the very questions she'd bring with her.

Without needing her to utter a word, he volunteered information freely.

Unlocking the door, Colin stepped back, "I know Ms. Hawthorn has a lot more to ask. Don't worry, I'll be just outside."

Without further hesitation, Vivienne gave Percival a look.

Responding to her silent cue, Percival kicked the door down with a forceful swing of his leg.

"Really, Mr. Wolf? No subtlety?" Vivienne couldn't help but comment.

Percival shrugged, "Sorry, Vivienne. My gentleness is reserved solely for you. Everyone else gets the boot."

Silence fell between them as they entered the dimly lit room, where Hunter was pinned against the wall.

The scene made it clear why Colin had managed to capture Hunter so effortlessly.

Percival raised an eyebrow, "He's lost his abilities."

Vivienne scoffed, "Cutting off the source after use. Must be how Abigail acquired her powers."

Without the gift, one resorts to theft.

barely conscious Hunter, Vivienne wasted no time, "Declan Edwards, how long will you keep up this

name,

did you know...?"

"You thought you hid well, but these things are easy to

Disowned for using your abilities for

wealth, transforming the Wrights

you was Ms. Wright herself. Despite her deep affection, she tried to cover for you until you poisoned her with your own hands, eventually eliminating

the Wright family is nothing like it once was, all

who can they blame?" Declan spoke without remorse, his

stepping stone in his vendetta against

your thumb, you could do as

I needed. Our partnership was

Vivienne a chair, insisting, "Only the

sitting, Vivienne eased her aching back, "So, the heart thefts were your

"Not entirely. Sometimes, she took matters into

uses

refusing to indulge Vivienne's

they both

not seek vengeance against Abigail for consuming your abilities, after all you've done for

much as I'd love to know her whereabouts, I've said enough. We're

to know her well. Who

"I'm a dead man walking anyway," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "Bringing this up now will only spell disaster for the Wrights. Might as well take it

derisively. "The

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