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.

slightly, masking her emotions

Ramona's meridians...

earth do

Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington, are you really going to let your fiancée run wild? She's already

take lessons from her.

her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel in distress is lodging

wanted to tear down the palace, I'd be right there with

Tearing down the palace? Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the

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

countless confessions from Percival over time, Vivienne still felt her heart race every time he looked at her with those deep, affectionate eyes and spoke those cheesy lines.

the scene flipped

inconspicuous as possible, staring

bosses' relentless public displays of affection, they still found it somewhat

Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand

voice popped the bubble of tenderness

your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean 'pulling my strings'? Vivienne, I'm telling you, everything you posted online is

"I'm just curious: what exactly did you do to alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary

what nonsense are you spouting?! What skills? I don't know what you're

going to give up till

ma'am," Anna replied in

"What are

forced her face toward the projection screen, where Anna tapped a few keys

screen, there was a bleak, dark

light, a disheveled woman named

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