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

Ramona's meridians...

earth do

Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington, are you really going to let

take lessons from her. Their performances wouldn't have been so

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

if you wanted to tear down

I'm Leopold? Tearing down the palace? Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the image I have in your heart," Vivienne wrinkled her

my witness, you are flawless in my eyes, the woman I love most

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

the scene flipped so

to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate

displays of affection,

me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand

voice popped the bubble of tenderness between Percival

bound figure in the room, Vivienne stood up, "Ms. Grimshaw, we really don't want to make this difficult for you. We just want to know who's pulling your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean 'pulling my strings'? Vivienne, I'm telling you, everything you posted online is fake. I could sue you for slander. Why is your mind filled with such filth..." Vivienne leaned in, pinching Ramona's chin, "I don't

fingers slowly moved to Ramona's neck, her beautiful eyes shining dangerously, "I'm just curious: what exactly did you do to alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary person?

dilated, "You, what nonsense are you spouting?! What skills? I don't know what you're

like you're not going to give up

ma'am," Anna replied in

frowned, "What are you trying to

face toward the projection screen, where Anna tapped a few keys on her laptop, connecting the projector to

screen, there was a bleak, dark

pallid light, a disheveled woman named Gillian sat askew in

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