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?”

his lips, “He was here when it happened. He’s been taken to the hospital.

his father. The thought of losing him had never crossed

eyes took on a shadowy gleam. “Yeah, I got

not respond; they just

knew his strength was not enough, not by

explosion

felt inadequate beside

shoulder. “The future of

was taken aback, not quite

one for explanations. When the time came, Aaron

the car

members had been treated at the hospital. Only

closest to the explosion and was

operating room, already in her

managed to save the

Now, only Mark remained.

on her gloves, she looked back at

gave her a reassuring half-smile

nod, Vivienne

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

his eyes. He

with relief. As his vision cleared, he saw

“Young Ma…”

tapping out the air before injecting

a heavy head,”

tone cool, “With all

Master. It wasn’t easy bringing Aaron back, especially with all the conflicts between us.

the empty syringe in the trash and said, “If you really cared

with panic. Dark Brew was his code name within the GTO, a secret known only to F-Poison

innocuous brother-in-law, was

wanting to flee but feeling utterly powerless, his body no longer under

was no point in pretending

Master. I betrayed the organization. But Aaron is innocent. Please, let

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