Vivienne looked pale as a ghost.

Clearly, it was time to fast-track the development of the new bomb detector. They could not afford another incident like this.

But Imogen’s face was a tapestry of tension, and Vivienne noticed.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

Imogen shook her head, troubled. “No, there should be thirty-one… Yesterday, he found one…”

She reached up, touching the headband nestled in her hair—a gift from her beloved, cherished more than gold. Just yesterday, he had whispered to her with undying affection, “Your hair is your crowning glory, love. With this, you’re even more radiant.”

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Three seconds remained.

Tears welled in her eyes as she dashed out of the Ellington Mansion.

Vivienne and Percival had no time to react before a deafening explosion shook the air.

When the smoke cleared, only a shattered necklace remained on the ground. It was the token Richard had given to Imogen, a symbol of her acceptance into the Ellington family.

The bomb’s force had vaporized Imogen instantly, like a plane plummeting from the sky, obliterating everything in its path.

Vivienne and Percival were frozen. If Imogen had not acted on her instincts, they, too, would have been reduced to nothing.

Not far away, in a parked car, Isolde burst into tears. She had watched her beloved aunt vanish, her waterfall of hair gone without a trace.

Cecilia nestled into her husband’s embrace.

Out of all Flynn’s sins, Imogen was the most tragic victim—a solitary girl who vanished from existence without a last word, as if she had never been.

Vivienne stepped outside; the air still held a tinge of fire powder. She picked up the unrecognizable necklace and wiped it clean with her hands.

her a dignified

Vivienne close, comforting her with a gentle

Mansion and

herself, Vivienne

of Imogen and Flynn stood on the nightstand, everything untouched. The

noticed a hair entangled in a button of

the hair, holding it between her fingers.

examining the strand, something felt

Vivienne?” Percival approached, concerned at her uneasy

hairs and placed both strands in his hand. “Feel

brow furrowed as he felt the

Flynn’s pajama

Elsewhere in Rivenwood.

GTO headquarters, stretching her neck before

it was time to

we’ll meet again another

they would have

Meanwhile.

nowhere

of Nine Mystics Society to pursue the allegedly deceased Imogen. But she could not risk exposure

to Draven and Matthew. “Search for any trace of

hesitated. “But Vivienne,

stern face, and accepted

Vivienne’s brows knitted together.

identity within GTO and her connection to F-Poison remained a mystery—perhaps someone even

had hidden her

finally uncovered the secret of Imogen’s feigned

person they saw and the bomb that exploded were real, but the person

found a sophisticated projector on the Ellington Mansion’s gate. The shattered necklace was

was a pre-arranged hologram, coupled with smoke from the

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