Chapter 122
Finn Deross braced himself for a beating.
To his surprise, the woman simply reset his dislocated arm with brutal efficiency.
The excruciating pain faded, and his limb became functional again.
Vivian Laurent crouched down expressionlessly. With a sharp crack, she realigned his misaligned leg bone.
"Who are you?" Finn demanded, staring at her.
"Your grandmaster." Vivian dusted off her hands as she stood. "Consider this a free lesson."
She turned and strode from the hospital room, her retreating figure radiating effortless confidence.
Finn frowned thoughtfully. That title... could she be a legend from the Dark Web?
He pulled up Vivian's profile again. This time, he noticed the address was suspiciously detailed—down to the exact room number.
This was clearly deliberate.
......
Victoria Roscente waited two full days.
No news of Vivian's death arrived.
She stormed into Sophia Evans' hospital room. "Your assassin failed? How is that woman still breathing?"
"The contractor's gone dark." Sophia twisted her hospital gown nervously.
"A professional couldn't kill her?" Victoria stamped her foot. "That bitch has nine lives!"
Sophia's fingers plucked at the sheets. "Ethan hasn't visited me in days."
Ever since Vivian appeared, Ethan Roscente's attention had dwindled to nothing.
"I remember Ethan mentioning Vivian works at a hospital." Victoria's eyes lit up. "Let's pay her a visit."
Sophia located Vivian's workplace and decided to book an appointment as a patient.
She reached for a surgical mask and hat—until Victoria's comment froze her mid-motion.
"You look exactly like the woman who tampered with those brakes on the security footage."
Sophia's hat slipped from trembling fingers.
"That wasn't me!" Her voice shook. "You believe me, right?"
"Of course." Victoria patted her shoulder. "Just an unfortunate resemblance."
At the hospital, they discovered Vivian's appointments were fully booked.
Worse, the waiting area buzzed with glowing praise.
"Dr. Laurent is miraculous! She cured my chronic condition with three prescriptions."
"After her acupuncture, my paralyzed leg could move again!"
Sophia's unease grew. Was Vivian truly this skilled?
She offered a patient cash to surrender their spot—only for the nurse to refuse.
"Dr. Laurent's orders: no appointments for Sophia Evans."
Victoria exploded. "Who does she think she is? Some two-bit doctor playing diva?"
Glaring patients surrounded them instantly.
"Who's this lunatic? Dr. Laurent is a miracle worker!"
"Isn't that celebrity Sophia Evans? Disgraceful behavior for a star."
"If our hospital's beneath you, feel free to leave!"