Kenneth swallowed hard, quickening his pace to catch up with Percival.

“Bro, what the heck is going on? Isn’t our home security top-notch? How could someone leave this on our doorstep? Should I tell Grandpa?”

Percival suddenly stopped in his tracks, causing Kenneth to crash into his broad shoulders. His nose stung, and tears streamed down his face without warning.

Rubbing his nose, Kenneth muttered, “Bro, what was that for?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be at practice today?” Percival asked, his tone indifferent.

“Aw, crap!” Kenneth nearly forgot. Reminded by Percival, he hurriedly changed into his gear, grabbed his backpack, and dashed off.

Finally, Percival had some peace and quiet. He sat back on his bed, contemplating the gorgeous weather outside. It would be a shame not to go out and enjoy it.

[Vivienne, let’s go out on a date!] He texted.

Vivienne had just woken up. Seeing the message on her phone, she chuckled and replied, [Suspended and still in the mood for fun?]

[Yeah, a rare break from the grind.]

Stretching lazily, Vivienne sat up, about to agree, when another message came through.

It was a top-secret code.

Her fingers flew over the screen, deciphering the message. It was Quincy!

After all her time undercover at GTO, this was her first direct communication.

[The boss is back; orders are to hit the Miller family!]

Vivienne narrowed her eyes. GTO had set their sights on the Miller family?

Or did they think the Millers were holding Belle?

The Miller family had always been under the protection of the Nine Mystics Society. It was not surprising that GTO had caught wind of them. They did not deserve to have lasted this long if they could not even sniff out that much.

But that was all they would find.

like our date is off.] Vivienne

[Alright, then it’s an

to gather a few of the guys nearby, and then set the

through the Miller family, Aaron would be the first target. He

the most effective, most

University, Anna got Vivienne’s message

partner up,” Anna said, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail, sporting jeans and a white shirt – a bit of Vivienne’s

most inconspicuous girl in class, the

first

as quiet as a mute but thought

at them

a stern look. Owing to Vivienne’s sake, he did not

to ask Anna about her relationship with Vivienne, but she always disappeared after class, as if she

talk at the cafe,”

knowing smirks of

open library space, was more conducive to discussion than the

ordered two lattes. “Is this okay

replied, taking out her books. “Just share your ideas. I’ll follow your lead,

assigned by Vivienne, was to protect

her thick-framed glasses, scanning outside like

he pretended to study but whispered, “Vivienne sent you,

eyes slightly, neither

enough for

with excitement. “What does Vivienne want

their last encounter, and his messages had been met with

how to approach Vivienne and was afraid

lowered her gaze, tapping the book on the table, saying, “She

did he have to talk so

about Vivienne’s world. If there’s a

clenched her

realizing he had

but get worked

when suddenly, a shadow fell across the window in front of

Anna’s

sight nearly took their

plastered against the glass, eyes fixed on

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