Chapter 137

Vivian's fingers trembled slightly as she stared at her phone screen.

Finn had actually outmaneuvered her.

"Master, please help me." Finn blinked like a begging puppy. "I've called you Master so many times. It's just two small tasks."

"You know the Dark Web rules better than I do." Vivian's expression remained icy.

Finn's shoulders slumped. "I know I messed up... If I hadn't taken your contract, I wouldn't have gotten hurt..."

Vivian massaged her temples.

Finn wasn't cut out for this line of work. In his early twenties, he acted impulsively and had a soft heart. After his last assassination mission failed, she'd discovered the kid had never even fired a gun.

"Show me the intel."

Finn's eyes lit up as he handed over the tablet.

The job was simple: gather evidence of a wealthy socialite's cheating husband. The target would be meeting his mistress tomorrow night at an elite private club.

Vivian narrowed her eyes. It had been too long since her last mission.

The next evening, Vivian infiltrated the club. The target had rented out the entire venue and required all staff to wear costumes. She was assigned a Bunny Girl outfit.

The black bodysuit clung to her curves. The bunny ears sat crookedly on her head. Worst of all was the fluffy tail attached to her backside.

Suppressing her discomfort, Vivian adjusted the micro camera hidden in her necklace.

Inside, the club was a den of debauchery. The target groped women shamelessly while downing drinks. Vivian moved through the crowd, capturing every compromising moment.

Just as she prepared to leave, a figure blocked her path.

"Hey bunny, have a drink with me?"

Chase Blanchet swayed drunkenly, his gaze crawling over her. The notorious playboy was tonight's host.

Vivian sidestepped him. "I'm working."

"Don't play hard to get." Chase grabbed her wrist. "You know whose turf this is?"

The club's strobe lights flickered across his greasy smile. Vivian spotted the target leading two women toward a private room.

Her lips curled. "Want to play, Chase? Then catch me if you can."

Before he could react, she stomped on his foot. As he yelped in pain, she slipped into the crowd like a fish through water.