Chapter 188

Finn was thoroughly impressed.

The legendary master truly lived up to her reputation.

He wondered how his uncle was handling the situation—probably furious enough to stomp around.

"When are you coming back?" Finn pressed, oblivious to the figure approaching behind him.

"Soon."

"Hurry up, then."

He felt like a trapped animal at home, especially around Ethan Roscente. The man's presence made his skin crawl.

Ethan usually kept to himself, only appearing in the evenings. Every time those piercing eyes landed on him, Finn's spine tingled with unease.

The moment he hung up, Finn turned and collided with a solid wall of muscle.

"Ah!" He clutched his chest, nearly leaping out of his skin.

"How long have you been standing there? How much did you hear?"

Ethan had only caught the tail end of the conversation. He'd noticed Finn sneaking around and guessed he was talking to Vivian.

"When is Vivian returning?"

"Soon."

"Good." Ethan nodded.

Finally.

His gaze swept across the villa, then narrowed at Finn. "Doesn't this place seem filthy to you?"

"Filthy?" Finn blinked.

"Clean it. Top to bottom. Before she gets back."

"Why me?" Finn scowled.

"She dislikes mess." Ethan's eyes darkened. "Unless you'd prefer a beating instead?"

Finn studied him suspiciously. "What exactly is your relationship with Vivian?"

This man knew Vivian's habits yet acted like they were sworn enemies.

Ethan's lips curved slightly. "I'm her husband."

Though technically her ex-husband, the marriage had been real.

"What?" Finn's eyes bulged. "You're really her husband?" The words tumbled out before he could stop them. "No way! Vivian's not blind—why would she marry you?"

"Care to repeat that?" The temperature in the room plummeted.

Since when was being with him equivalent to poor eyesight?

Finn suddenly found the ceiling fascinating. "Ah, bedtime!" He bolted upstairs before Ethan could react.

The moment he shut his bedroom door, his phone rang. His hand trembled at the caller ID.

Uncle Dominic.

This was it—the jig was up. Vivian's secret was out, and now his uncle was coming for him.

When the call went unanswered, a text appeared:

"Ignoring me? Should I come fetch you myself?"

Just reading it made Finn break out in a cold sweat.

He immediately called back. The line connected instantly.

"Uncle! What's up?" Finn forced cheer into his voice.

Dominic cut straight to the point. "I just lost a shipment."

Finn's stomach dropped. So it had begun.

He feigned ignorance. "What? How could your shipment go missing? Lazy subordinates? Big loss? Any leads? Don't stress—health comes first!"