Chapter 246
The air froze instantly.
Vivian stiffened in Ethan Roscente's arms, her nose filled with his familiar icy scent. His arms tightened around her like steel bands, squeezing the breath from her lungs.
Bianca Semona's nails dug into her palms. She stared at the embracing couple, jealousy burning in her eyes. Victoria had been right—this vixen had stolen Ethan's heart.
Why did she have to be named Vivian too?
If she changed her name to Vivian, would Ethan look at her the same way?
"Let go!" Vivian whispered sharply, pressing a hand against Ethan's chest. She could feel the scorching gazes of the crowd prickling her back.
Ethan finally released her, his eyes scanning her body. "Are you hurt?" His voice held a barely detectable tremor.
"Why would I be?" Vivian blinked innocently. "What's all the commotion about?"
Her peripheral vision caught the colorful expressions around them. A cold smirk curled inside her. If they wanted to put on a show, she'd play along.
"How are you here?" Bianca shrieked. She distinctly remembered Victoria saying Vivian was in the first room on the left, but now...
Ambiguous sounds drifted from the opposite room. Bianca's face drained of color as realization struck.
"Miss Semona claimed you were upstairs with a man," someone helpfully supplied.
Vivian feigned surprise. "I felt unwell from drinking. Victoria brought me here." She glanced around. "Where is she, by the way?"
Her words were like a stone tossed into still water.
"Get the key!" Ethan barked. His jaw clenched as he stared at the locked door.
Bianca threw herself against the door. "N-no need! I must have remembered wrong..."
"Remembered wrong?" Vivian chuckled. "You brought all these people up here for a show, didn't you?" She turned to the crowd. "If some girl really is in trouble, delaying help would make you legally liable."
Murmurs rippled through the gathering.
Ethan radiated terrifying coldness. "Move."
Bianca staggered back, her face ashen. She prayed desperately: Please don't let it be Victoria...