At Riverdale Villa,
The call connected after a faint beep. Seraphina leaned forward, hoping to hear better news. "Tell me," she demanded, her voice tight. "How are things at the venue?"
On the other end, a man's voice sounded uneasy. "I… wasn't able to do anything, madam. Aveline Laurent and her team are too meticulous. Double-checks on every corner. Nothing slips past her."
Seraphina's chest tightened. One day left. Just one day to ruin Aveline. "Then why haven't you caused the disruption in the hall yet? If it isn't done tonight, the inspector won't find anything dangerous tomorrow, and the event won't be canceled!"
Then Theodore's dry scoff cut her off. "Canceled? That would only cost her money. She would hand it over to the Cullens without blinking. Seraphina Astor, I want her destroyed. I want her rotting in prison where Alaric cannot reach her."
