Chapter 249

Ethan Roscente's voice was low. "I'm not here to accuse you."

Vivian Laurent froze for a moment.

Her clenched fists loosened slightly.

"Are you hurt?" he asked.

She pressed her lips together. "No."

"My driver will take you home." Ethan paused. "Victoria won't let this go."

Vivian arched an eyebrow.

"If she bothers you, call me anytime." He added, "I'm not asking you to tolerate it."

She chuckled coldly. "She's the one who should be hiding."

Her gaze sharpened like a blade.

"If there's a next time, I won't hesitate to end her."

Ethan nodded. "Understood."

He watched Vivian leave before dialing Victor Roscente's number.

Victor was enjoying himself at an exclusive club.

Seeing the caller ID, he sneered and tossed his phone aside.

Until he read the text message.

"Damn it!" Victor kicked open the private room door and stormed out.

The Roscente mansion blazed with lights.

Several men knelt on the floor, trembling violently.

Victoria Roscente lay unconscious, her clothes disheveled.

"Wake her up," Victor commanded coldly.

A bucket of ice water drenched Victoria.

She jolted awake with a gasp.

Her entire body shook uncontrollably.

Fire raced through her veins.

As her vision cleared, she saw:

Ethan's impassive face.

Her father's livid expression.

And—

The filthy men kneeling on the floor.

A scream shattered the night.

Victoria lunged at the men.

Her nails dug deep into their flesh.

"I'll kill you all!"

Her voice cracked with hysteria.

Ethan watched dispassionately.

"Your friends saw everything," he said calmly. "Better think about how to silence them."