The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

"I always knew you came for the child, but the kid has been hidden by me in a safe place for quite some time now."

"And the child you see before you is merely my latest invention, a creature made through supernatural means that resembles a lotus root figure. Unlike synthetic humans, this one is indistinguishable from the real deal, only revealing its true form upon activation of a switch,"

Abigail, driven by a desire to harness supernatural powers from the child, was not willing to make her move before tapping into that force.

Therefore, she deliberately waited until the ritual was initiated to arrive.

She wanted to witness firsthand how a person could be consumed by their own ambition.

The sweetest revenge she could think of?

Watching someone die by her hand, powerless to prevent their own demise turning into nothing but an illusion.

Hearing this, Abigail couldn't believe it and looked behind her in shock.

The center of the ritual, where two children were supposed to be lying, had now turned into two round sections of lotus root.

No wonder Vivienne was so calm about facing this alone.

Two hundred years of waiting turned into a joke.

This drastic change pinned Abigail to a pillar of shame, causing her to burst into uncontrollable laughter.

She had waited two hundred years. Two whole centuries.

From seeking revenge for her family to wanting to dominate the world, making everyone experience the dread of being oppressed by power.

To think, she still didn't get her wish in the end.

Vivienne, her hand glowing with supernatural power, addressed the deranged Abigail for the last time, "Madeleine, you've lived long enough. It's time to go to hell."

At those words, Abigail let out a sinister laugh, "Someone will avenge me!"

With that, Abigail threw her head back in laughter.

After plotting for so many years, how could she not have a backup plan?

Even in death.

Someone would carry out her plans.

could stop

her hand glowing with power, personally

open, filled with resentment,

and the Ellington

control of the undead soldiers and the weakened supernatural

body,

indeed a hard sight to

he was truly shocked to see on the ground,

him

the body lightly, "Is she really

Vivienne confirmed, "Yes."

energy channels were severed, and her powers were completely absorbed by the ritual. Even without Vivienne's intervention, Abigail wouldn't have

called someone over, "Vivienne, what do we do

give her to Anna. She'll

turned

Leopold, "..."

Linklater family

Arthur were waiting with two children in

Vivienne's plan early on, ensuring the safety

the operation, but

be dealt with by

Nothing else would suffice.

approached with concern, "Daughter, are you

turned to Sasha, "Mom, I'm going to check on Mr. Wolf." Sasha nodded, signaling Arthur not to press further

how

few days, couldn't help but feel worried "Had I known our daughter held him in such high

are you talking about? Percival is just unconscious, not

Inside the room.

swab with water and gently dabbed it on Percival's lips, informing him of Abigail's death, "Mr. Wolf, the feud with

coma, Vivienne visited daily to talk

lonely, yet she was the

think about

neglected

of Percival waking up,

she leaned down to kiss him, whispering, "Mr. Wolf, wake up soon. The kids

room, Sasha was waiting to speak with