Judith’s face drained of color.

How on earth could Percival know about this?

She had confided this secret to no one in the Brooks family, not even her own flesh and blood.

She had taken the solitary trip to Emerald Mountain to ensure there were no loose ends.

But why?

Why did Percival know?

Judith’s expression flickered with panic before she fought to regain composure, irritation lacing her voice. “What are you blabbering about? When have I ever brought a hitman there? Vivienne knows the truth. She saved me. I was the one being hunted!”

Percival chuckled, a knowing smirk on his face. “You seem to be unaware that my teacher founded the very organization of hitmen you sought out. What a coincidence, isn’t it?”

“What?” Judith was utterly stunned, disbelief etched on her face.

They were Karen’s people?

No wonder they turned on her!

She vividly recalled hiring the organization and them assigning a hitman to accompany her. All had been well until they reached Emerald Monastery. The hitman leader’s face turned ashen when she mentioned Karen’s name. They even double-checked with her, asking if her target was indeed Karen’s child.

She had confirmed it without hesitation.

And that was when they turned on her.

to them, Judith was skilled in fighting arts, a secret she had kept hidden for decades. Cornered, she had no choice but to fight for her

fled in

of Emerald Mountain was treacherous, and despite her efforts to elude

claimed to possess something left

hitmen harbored deep feelings for Karen, for the mere mention of her name

she hand it over, but she had nothing, especially after her frantic escape had left her without even her

then

before the attackers collapsed. Recognizing Vivienne’s

exterior, Vivienne’s warmth shined through as she reluctantly ensured Judith’s safety every step

caught up with them again,

must have been of vital importance, but Judith was clueless. All she knew was that the chase persisted until they reached the boundaries of Havenwood, at which

the

Karen’s sanctuary and Vivienne’s home. Perhaps the hitmen refrained from disrupting

recognize Karen’s daughter

as he parted his lips to speak. “What’s more coincidental is that these hitmen approached

“They didn’t just reveal the name and family of the person who hired them to kill Vivienne;

smartphone and scrolled through to reveal a hand-drawn, remarkably lifelike portrait

fell silent as everyone

Judith in disbelief. “Mom? Is

little weight in the Brooks family, especially now with Scott at the helm. They usually kept quiet on

made an effort to be helpful to Vivienne within their means out of gratitude to Karen for

her well. Once Vivienne returned, the children took

for family affairs, such as acknowledging Calista as one of their own, they had objected, but Judith and Scott were adamant. There was little

to discuss the matter with their mother if Vivienne faced any mistreatment upon Calista’s

do such

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