Victoria's eyes suddenly sharpened. "I don't have all day to mess around with you. Hand over the recipe now! Kaitlyn, for the life of me, I can't understand. You've guarded that worthless piece of paper for so long; the Littletons are gone, and yet you cling to it. What use is it to you? Hand it over to me, and if you're cooperative, I'll ensure your family has a normal life."
Victoria had heard that Kaitlyn possessed a recipe that could bring the dead back to life.
She was determined to get her hands on it.
Kaitlyn, with Amelia held hostage by Walter, was torn inside, her face alternating between shades of pale and flushed.
After a long struggle, Kaitlyn bit her lip and looked up at Victoria, "The recipe is already with Ms. Hawthorn. Even if you kill us, it's useless to you."
Victoria's face changed color, and then she lunged forward, gripping Kaitlyn's throat, "Do you think I'm a fool, Kaitlyn? You would rather sell your blood than give it up! What did that Vivienne offer you to make you so compliant?"
Kaitlyn gasped for breath. "She helped me! Of course, I'd give it to her. Why would I give it to someone like you, a high and mighty venomous woman?"
"You're asking for it!" Something in Victoria's pain was triggered. Her grip on Kaitlyn's neck tightened incrementally.
Just as Victoria almost lost her sanity and was about to strangle Kaitlyn, Walter whispered in her ear, "Madam, this isn't wise."
Victoria's rationality was pulled back at the sound of Walter's voice. Her eyes bore into Kaitlyn's, trying to discern if she spoke the truth. Seeing Kaitlyn's composed expression, she knew it was true.
She slowly released her grip and then turned to Tyler, her voice cold, "Tell me, did you really give it to Vivienne?"
Tyler nodded. "Yes! She gave us this villa and promised to protect us here in Rivenwood. Kaitlyn gave her the recipe because of that."
Victoria's face turned ashen with rage. She glared at Kaitlyn, teeth gritted. "Well played!"
Then, to Walter, she said, "Let's go!"
Walter gently let Amelia go, which caught Kaitlyn by surprise. She had thought he would just drop her daughter.
Soon, the sound of a car engine was heard outside, and only when Victoria was truly gone did Kaitlyn breathe a sigh of relief.
She quickly pulled out her cell phone and called Vivienne. But after several tries, there was no answer.
On the third ring, the mechanical voice on the other end made Kaitlyn turn to Tyler with worry, "Do you think Ms. Hawthorn can really handle Victoria?"
She rubbed her hands nervously, pacing the room, "Victoria’s family, the Abernathy family, is one of the top five families. Even the bigwigs give them respect. Could Ms. Hawthorn possibly..."
Tyler, dizzy from her pacing, shared her concern, "Don't worry. Ms. Hawthorn herself said if Victoria came knocking, we should tell her the true location of the recipe. She must have a way to deal with Victoria."
Kaitlyn understood this logic. Remembering Victoria's expression when she left, Kaitlyn shivered, "Do you think Ms. Hawthorn is already facing off with Victoria?"
Tyler shook his head, indicating his ignorance. "Stop worrying. I heard Anna say Ms. Hawthorn is married into the Ellington family. You've heard of the Ellingtons, right? Even the Abernathys, with all their power, can't touch her."
...
Meanwhile, at Percival's apartment.
Vivienne and Percival had just escaped the pressing family demands and were catching their breath on the bed when the phone buzzed on the table.
Vivienne nudged Percival, "Mr. Wolf, could you check who texted?"
Percival rubbed his eyes, sat up, and saw the names. His handsome brow furrowed slightly, "Samantha, that woman, is she from another planet? She was just at CK Penitentiary this morning, and now she's in Northway City?"
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