“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

secret prison. If I

couldn’t help but

Gillian really think she

Webster would dare cross

refusal to return to the Vanguard Agency had been a choice of

name, the

the prestige of this secret prison, and

Karen’s records were held in the highest confidentiality at headquarters, her medals enough

merely an adherence

to Thomas and then

simple as he seemed, and she

her departure, Thomas, not wanting to linger,

a while to regain her composure, gasping for air

than Vivienne. When

Gillian stumbled into Flynn’s

changed the

tossed in a pill.

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

it than his brow furrowed tightly, and he collapsed in agony, drenched in sweat, nearly

brow knitting at

Truly horrifying.

what they were all playing

transfer you tomorrow. Try to avoid Karen if you can,” Gillian said quickly, then hurried off,

the cell silently erased

had finally

satisfied smile played

Vivienne’s work, saw she was finished and ruffled her

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

to discuss something with my mom. When is

door. “I’m back

mother and daughter shared a knowing

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