Chapter 175

"Don't worry, Nathan. Everything's handled. I have a backup plan if needed."

Vivian's tone was light, but she'd already decided never to touch Ethan's money.

Nathan frowned slightly. "You're close with Mr. Roscente?"

"Would you believe me if I said no?" She took a sip of water.

"He likes you?"

Vivian choked, pounding her chest. "Nathan, what nonsense!"

Ryan pushed the door open, glancing between them. "Dr. Laurent, who likes you?"

"Ignore him." She set down her glass. "Mr. Roscente and I aren't even friends."

Their relationship was more absurd than a soap opera.

Ryan's eyes lit up. "A suitor?"

"Dr. Fairsprene," Vivian warned with a glare. "Stop spreading rumors like Nathan."

"So... is there someone you like now?"

Someone she liked?

Ethan's sharp features flashed through her mind.

"No!" Her denial was firm.

Ryan's lips curved into a smile.

"Dr. Laurent, I have some cases to discuss. Are you free?"

"I have cardiac surgery today. Text me."

He hid his delight—finally an excuse to get her number.

"Go ahead. I'll handle things here." Nathan's voice was gentle.

Vivian nodded and turned to leave.

Passing the inpatient ward, she changed course.

Finn was stuffing clothes into a suitcase when he spotted her in the doorway. His hands trembled.

"G-Grandmaster!"

"Recovering well." She leaned against the doorframe.

"Thanks to your brilliant skills." He forced a smile, cold sweat dripping down his back.

This woman always brought trouble.

"I need money."

Finn clutched his wallet. "I'm broke!"

"Not yours." Her red lips curved. "Do me a favor."

He gulped. "W-what favor?"

"The Dark Web pays well."

His legs weakened. "You want me to take illegal jobs?"

"You take the contracts. I'll do the work." Her tone was blunt. "I keep the money."

"And I...?"

"Expecting a cut?" Vivian narrowed her eyes. "We haven't settled your assassination attempt yet."

Finn looked miserable. "You used the most expensive meds. My hospital bill could buy a sports car."