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?”

was here when it happened. He’s been taken to the hospital. Vivienne,

The thought of losing

“Yeah, I got

did not respond; they just looked

strength was not enough, not

explosion at

felt inadequate beside

the shoulder. “The

aback, not quite understanding

for explanations. When the time came, Aaron would

in the

at the hospital.

been closest to the explosion and was the

room, already in her surgical

save the others upon arrival at the

Now, only Mark remained.

on her gloves, she

gave her a reassuring half-smile and said, “Everything’s ready. Go

a nod, Vivienne entered

injuries were severe, they were not life-threatening, and with Vivienne’s skilled hands, he would soon be on

Mark slowly opened his eyes. He wiggled his fingers and toes

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

“Young Ma…”

a syringe, expertly tapping out the air before injecting its contents

a heavy head,”

emptied the syringe, her tone cool, “With all those secrets, it’s no wonder you

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

really cared about him, you

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

Scott, his seemingly innocuous brother-in-law, was unaware

feeling utterly powerless, his

no point

I betrayed the organization. But Aaron is innocent. Please, let him go, will

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