The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

When Finnian mentioned that tale ages ago, Vivienne had only heard whispers of it.

Piecing it together with an ancient tshe had found, it seemed likely that Abigail was a descendent of that old lineage.

Over two centuries old.

How many lives had been lost at her hands?

Abigail didn't find it odd to be guessed of her age. Instead, she smirked with a cruel, mocking smile, "Doomsday? What of it? When

I rule the world, what can it do to me?"

She believed destiny had chosen her for greatness, to rule. In her eyes, she was merely fulfilling her destiny.

By the tVivienne Hawthorn sensed something was amiss, Abigail had already cast a protective barrier around the room with a

swift motion of her hands.

"Instead of waiting for doomsday to claim me, let's see if you can make it out alive. I've sealed this room with a barrier. None of

you will escape today!"

"I will have the Millennium Aegis shard, and eternal life is within my grasp."

With that, she lunged towards Vivienne.

Anna unsheathed the knife hidden behind her, stepping in front of Vivienne, "Vivienne, | got this!"

She was determined to avenge her mother's death.

Vivienne didn't stop her but warned, "She has supernatural powers. Get close to have a chance."

Despite the odds, she wanted to give Anna this opportunity.

Anna nodded slightly and dashed towards Abigail, her knife aimed straight for her.

Before Anna could get close, Abigail waved her hand, casting Anna out of the barrier, ready to take her life. Just then, a surge of

supernatural power aimed at her cfrom behind Vivienne.

It was Percival Ellington making his move.

Abigail had long coveted Percival's tier-ten supernatural abilities. Now, he had walked right into her trap, a spark of excitement in

her eyes.

With a flick of her wrist, she tossed Anna aside. To her, mere mortals posed no threat.

Percival positioned Vivienne behind him, concentrating all his supernatural power in his palm, and launched it at Abigail, pushing

her several meters away. His eyes were stern.

As long as Abigail lived, the danger to Vivienne and their unborn child would persist.

Abigail, slightly taken aback but thrilled, saw this as an opportunity to claim their powers for herself. The stronger, the better.

In the midst of the battle.

Anna, struggling to stand, wiped the blood from her mouth and pulled out a gun, aiming it at Abigail's head without hesitation.

The gunshot echoed, but the bullet froze mid-air.

Abigail appeared above, creating a barrier around herself, looking down at Anna with a smirk, "I told you, you can't harm me. But

since you so wish to join your mother, | shall grant you your wish."

As she moved to direct the bullet at Anna, Sasha Perez tackled her, avoiding the deadly shot.

Sasha couldn't save Anna's mother years ago; she wouldn't let her friend's daughtere to harm now.

Anna, startled, checked on Sasha, "Karen, are you alright?"

She had braced herself for the worst but couldn't bear the thought of Karen facing danger for her.

Sasha shook her head, "Anna, don't do anything foolish. We'll avenge your mother, don't worry."

In that moment of distraction, Sasha grabbed the knife from Anna and struck at Abigail with precision and speed.

Abigail effortlessly dodged, unbothered by Sasha's attack.

Though Sasha was skilled, her inner energy was no match for Abigail's supernatural powers.

After several exchanges, Sasha couldn't land a hit on Abigail but prevented her from using her powers.

Vivienne was right; Abigail's powers were formidable, but they had limitations at close range.

Vivienne and Percival exchanged looks,bining their efforts for a deadly strike at Abigail while she was distracted.

Abigail, sensing the iing attack, concentrated her powers for a counterstrike.

Just as she turned, Sasha's eyes narrowed, thrusting her knife towards Abigail's neck.

Abigail dodged but underestimated Sasha's skill, feeling a chill as blood trickled down her neck. Her eyes turned cold, "I almost

ot, had you not been pregnant back then, | wouldn't have waited these twenty years. Dying by my hand now settles that old

debt."

In the next instant, Abigail rose, her hand wielding a powerful force aimed at Sasha.

For years, no one had managed to wound her. Those who dared were reduced to bones under her power.

Percival countered with all his might, but Abigail was intent on killing, targeting Sasha with lethal force.

Vivienne's eyes darkened as she used her power to shield Sasha, creating a barrier against Abigail's attack.

Her powers, though seventh-tier, erupted with immense energy, revealing an unusual hue at its core.

Abigail noticed something off, the elusive dark force she had sought for years.

Looking closer, her gaze settled on Vivienne's noticeably enlarged belly.

After a moment, Abigail's expression twisted, her actions hesitating, "Only four months along and so large?"

Vivienne braced for Abigail to strike at her unborn child, but Abigail suddenly withdrew, focusing her supernatural gaze on

Vivienne.

When Vivienne moved again, as if confirming something, Abigail's eyes sparkled with a hidden light, "Carrying twins?"

"Boom!"

The moment Arthur Linklater and his group dismantled the protective barrier, their expressions darkened instantly. "Dare to harm

my wife and daughter? That's a death wish," Arthur spat, his hand moving swiftly through the air, sending a gust of energy towards

Abigail.

The Perez family, standing just behind, were equally stunned by the scene unfolding before them. They had thought Vivienne and

Percival's supernatural abilities were impressive, but what they witnessed now was on a whole different level. They realized they

were dealing with a real monster.

Had they not arrived when they did, who knows what vile intentions this person harbored against them.

Luke and Fredrick Perez quickly employed their family's unique psychic abilities to block Abigail's movements, while Jasper stood

ready behind them, offering support.

Yorick Linklater, still nursing his own wounds, was curious to see who would be audacious enough to wreak such havoc within the

Linklater family's domain.

As Arthur and the rest of the group charged in, Abigail merely smirked coldly. With a swift movement, she summoned a group of

loyal fighters to shield her. Casting a glance at Vivienne behind her, Abigail's form blurred, creating several duplicates of herself

that darted off in different directions.

The pursuers were about to follow when Jasper raised his hand to stop them. "Don't chase her. She's no simple foe. It could be a

trap," he warned. After all, her power seemed to surpass everyone present. They were no match for her.