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.

masking her emotions

Ramona's meridians...

on earth do you

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

do them good to take lessons from her.

with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel

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

Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the image I have in your heart," Vivienne wrinkled her

are flawless in my eyes, the woman I love most

looked at her with those deep, affectionate

the scene flipped

and Anna, standing behind Percival and Vivienne, tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate patterns with feigned indifference. How

public displays of affection, they still found

listening to me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't

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 fake. I could sue you for slander. Why is

meridians, to make yourself look like an

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

not going to give up

Anna replied

frowned, "What are

tapped a few keys on her laptop, connecting the projector to

the screen, there was

pallid light, a disheveled woman named Gillian sat askew

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