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.

stop her

eyes cold, her hand glowing with power, personally ended

die with eyes wide open, filled with resentment, at her

Mr. Wolf and the

arrived with his team to take control of the undead

Abigail's dead body, he nearly gagged

indeed a hard

only one person he was truly shocked to see on the ground, "Vivienne, is that... the

him

kicked the body lightly, "Is she really

Vivienne confirmed, "Yes."

completely absorbed by the ritual. Even without Vivienne's intervention, Abigail wouldn't have survived. But the final blow had to come

we do with her? Send her

give her to Anna.

then turned and

Leopold, "..."

the Linklater family

Arthur were waiting with

of Vivienne's plan early on, ensuring the safety of the children was

the operation, but Vivienne

be dealt with by her

Nothing else would suffice.

Arthur approached with concern, "Daughter,

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

how

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

him, "What are you talking about?

Inside the room.

it on Percival's lips, informing him of Abigail's death, "Mr. Wolf, the feud with the Ellington family is avenged." Percival's

coma, Vivienne visited

didn't want Mr. Wolf to feel lonely, yet she was the one truly

absence, all she could think

purpose, she neglected

waking up, she realized just

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

was waiting to speak with