“Oh,” Karen muttered under her breath, realization dawning on her. So this was the infamous Gillian.

The incredibly foolish idiot!

It wasn’t surprising she described her that way; in Karen’s eyes, Gillian was just that.

Stupid, despicable, and needing a beating!

How had Vivienne not knocked her lights out?

Gillian, hands clutched around her neck, took several deep breaths, cursing under her breath at Thomas for being such a brute with no chivalry.

After a moment, she finally turned her attention to Karen.

The legendary former captain of the Vanguard Agency, known as Lark.

And, as fate would have it, Vivienne’s mother!

Gillian narrowed her eyes. “Who the hell are you? This is the secret Vanguard Agency prison! You think you can just waltz in here as you please? Thomas, let me tell you, you’re in for a punishment! Don’t think just because Vance told me to stay out of Vanguard Agency’s business that I can’t deal with you!”

Before Gillian could finish, Karen lunged forward, gripping Gillian’s throat tightly.

She slammed her against the wall, feet dangling, struggling in vain.

Even Thomas, standing aside, was taken aback by how swiftly Karen had acted.

Gillian was gasping for air, on the verge of passing out.

“Dying is easy, and I could help you with that,” Karen’s voice was as cold as the Arctic.

Gillian, twice throttled, was furious but no match for Karen. She wanted to fight back, but a twisted smile crossed her face instead. “Go ahead, kill me! Let’s see if you dare!”

Karen’s lips curled into a smirk, her free hand tracing Gillian’s contorted face, her fingertip grazing the skin, leaving a painful sting.

Karen’s icy gaze met Gillian’s, whispering with a devilish tinge, “Don’t rush. What’s so scary about death? The real terror is wanting to die but being unable to. Your life is in my hands now. I’ll decide when to send you to hell.”

Thomas looked at the wicked smile on her face, a spitting image of Vivienne.

like daughter – a frightening duo

floor with controlled force. The fall drew blood and broke

way, this is the Vanguard Agency’s secret prison. If I

couldn’t help but

really think she stood taller than

would

to the Vanguard Agency had been a choice of preference, not a

her name, the Agency would’ve rolled

was the prestige of this secret prison, and Karen could come and go

highest

visit through Thomas was merely

waved to Thomas and then

simple as he seemed, and she

Thomas, not wanting to linger, left Gillian

to regain her composure,

even more terrifying than Vivienne. When

Gillian stumbled

they’ve changed the help

pill. “Look closely. I’m

poor thing,” Flynn said, catching the pill and swallowing it

than his brow furrowed tightly, and he collapsed in agony,

brow knitting at

Truly horrifying.

they were

avoid Karen if you can,” Gillian said quickly, then hurried off, fearing Flynn’s madness might drag

by anyone, the surveillance in the cell silently erased the footage of Gillian dispensing

had finally made

smile played

the dark about Vivienne’s work, saw she was finished and ruffled her hair. “How’s it

the side, muttered, “Didn’t she just wolf down

need to discuss something with my mom. When

back now, and

and daughter shared a knowing smile, and Percival

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