Chapter 151

The rain outside the window gradually eased.

Vivian Laurent arrived at the scene when Lucas Lefèvre suddenly grabbed her. "Viv, your lab coat."

Only then did she notice she was still wearing her hospital uniform.

The media had already set up their cameras. Vivian's chest tightened. If Ethan Roscente saw the reports...

Her lips pressed into a thin line beneath her mask. Too late to worry about that now.

As she pushed open the car door, Lucas barely had his umbrella up before a dark figure cut between them.

An iron grip clamped around her wrist, yanking her under another black umbrella.

The familiar scent of cologne hit her.

Vivian's pupils constricted.

Ethan Roscente!

The obsidian suit amplified his intimidating aura, his jawline taut with tension.

Her heart skipped a beat. Speak of the devil.

"Let go!" She struggled, but he didn't budge.

Ethan dragged her into a secluded corner.

"Have you lost your mind?" His voice simmered with anger. "Do you know what kind of viper's nest you're walking into?"

Vivian frowned. "None of your business."

"That bastard Lucas sent you as his sacrificial lamb!" Ethan's knuckles whitened. "Can you handle the fallout from Triple Six Realty's shoddy materials scandal?"

Raindrops slid down the umbrella's edge, drawing silver lines between them.

Finally understanding, Vivian scoffed. "Not everyone operates like you, with such disgusting tactics."

Rage flickered in Ethan's eyes.

He ripped off her mask. "Have you learned nothing these years? Or—" His thumb brushed her lower lip. "Has he fucked you into submission?"

Vivian raised her hand to strike, but he caught her wrist mid-air.

"I have the material inspection reports." She enunciated each word. "I'm here to expose the truth."

Ethan froze.

A commotion erupted nearby as camera flashes erupted like a thunderstorm.

"Dr. Luna! It's really Dr. Luna!"

"Why is the medical equipment R&D expert here?"

Ethan's expression turned to stone.