Vivienne’s eyes narrowed as she and Percival rushed to the attacked stronghold of the Miller family.

“Imogen’s got some nerve,” Percival said, his voice turning cold.

Launching a preemptive strike on the Miller family’s stronghold, she aimed to distract Vivienne, buying herself time to escape.

Vivienne gripped the steering wheel, her tires leaving deep marks on the asphalt as she drove.

Her face was as dark as a storm cloud, fury simmering within her.

With a screeching halt, the car arrived at the Miller family’s stronghold.

It was an old Victorian mansion that served as the Miller family’s headquarters within the Nine Mystics Society.

Mark had been one of the first Vivienne had brought into her fold, and this place was a home base for the Nine Mystic Society’s members in Rivenwood.

Draven would often stay here when he was on missions.

It had always been secure.

But now, it had been struck with devastating damage!

The bronze front door was blasted halfway to oblivion, and the building was belching thick, black smoke. Firefighters and police officers were swarming the scene.

Aaron was there, talking to them, trying to piece together how the blaze had started.

After an investigation, they concluded it was a gas leak that led to the explosion.

But everyone inside the Nine Mystics Society knew better. Someone had planted a bomb at their doorstep, leading to the destruction and sending several brothers to the hospital.

After the firefighters and police had left, Aaron approached Vivienne, sweat beading on his forehead.

“Vivienne,” he said, obviously fresh from receiving the news.

Vivienne nodded. “Just you here? Where’s your dad?”

here when it happened. He’s

Mark was still his father. The thought of

took on a shadowy gleam. “Yeah, I got it. Anna will

did not respond; they just looked at Vivienne

his strength was

the panicked call he received about the explosion at home,

inadequate beside

turmoil in Aaron’s eyes, Vivienne clapped him on the shoulder. “The future of the Miller

was taken aback, not

Vivienne was not one for explanations. When the

back in the car and headed to

treated at the hospital. Only a few who were near the

been closest to the explosion and was the most severely

outside the operating room,

managed to save the others

Now, only Mark remained.

her gloves, she

a reassuring half-smile

nod, Vivienne entered the operating

life-threatening, and with Vivienne’s skilled hands, he would soon

room, Mark slowly opened his eyes. He wiggled his fingers and toes – everything

with relief. As his vision cleared, he saw Vivienne sitting at his

“Young Ma…”

do you feel?” Vivienne asked, holding a syringe, expertly tapping out the air before injecting its contents into

heavy head,” Mark replied,

her tone cool, “With all those secrets, it’s no wonder you feel weighed

licking his dry lips. “You’re right, Young Master. It wasn’t easy bringing Aaron back, especially with all the conflicts between us.

really cared about him,

eyes widened in disbelief, his face flashing with panic. Dark Brew was his code name within the GTO, a secret known only to

his seemingly innocuous brother-in-law, was unaware

but feeling utterly powerless, his body no

was no point in pretending

I betrayed the organization. But Aaron is innocent.

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