The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 745

Midnight.

Above the YQ Research Center, in the manor house nestled under the shadow of night.

In the pitch-dark living room, sobs echoed intermittently.

The ghostly moonlight slipped through the windows, faintly revealing the silhouette of a person writhing on the floor.

"Click!"

Lights flooded the villa, illuminating the figures of Vivienne and Percival as they emerged from the darkness.

Their cold gazes fell upon Ramona, who was bound hand and foot in the center of the room. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

By day, she was a damsel in distress, but now her eyes, having adjusted to the light, glared furiously at the two of them.

Percival gestured slightly, and Thomas stepped forward to rip the duct tape from Ramona's mouth.

Instantly, Ramona twisted in agony, collapsing to the floor, groaning uncontrollably.

Anna sauntered over, crouched beside her, and propped her up, gripping her cheek firmly, "Ms. Grimshaw, I'd advise you not to fight this. Answer our questions, and maybe we can all play nice. Otherwise, well let's just say we won't be so merciful."

Anna's hand, holding a switchblade, brushed lightly over Ramona's wrist.

Her icy eyes paused momentarily, giving a subtle shake of her head to Vivienne.

Vivienne's fingertip twitched, and Anna stood up, retreating to her position behind Vivienne, her sharp gaze never leaving Ramona.

frowned slightly, masking her

Ramona's meridians...

earth do

you'll regret it!" After ranting at Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington, are you really going to let your fiancée run wild? She's already ruined my career; why won't

from her. Their performances wouldn't have been so

Percival with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel in

if you wanted to tear down the palace, I'd

you think I'm Leopold? Tearing down the palace? Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the

hers, "As heaven is my witness, you are flawless in my eyes, the woman

at her with those deep, affectionate eyes and spoke those cheesy lines. Ramona was

had the scene

to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible,

relentless public displays of affection, they still

me go!"

voice popped the bubble

know who's pulling your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean 'pulling my strings'? Vivienne, I'm telling

meridians, to make

dilated, "You, what nonsense are you spouting?! What skills?

going to give up till

Anna replied in a

are you

projection screen, where Anna tapped a

there was a bleak, dark

woman named

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