Chapter 25

Vivian's car maintained a steady speed without the slightest fluctuation.

Ethan narrowed his eyes and suddenly accelerated at the next curve, sharply turning the steering wheel.

The two vehicles brushed past each other with a screeching metallic friction.

"Are you out of your mind?" Vivian slammed on the brakes and angrily banged on Ethan's window.

The window rolled down, revealing Ethan's sharply defined features.

"What a coincidence, Dr. Laurent." His lips curved in a faint smirk.

Vivian took half a step back, surprise flashing in her eyes above the mask. "Mr. Roscente? Is this how you treat someone who saved your life?"

"Brake malfunction." Ethan casually handed her a check. "For the repairs."

Vivian didn't even glance at it. "No need. Insurance will cover it."

"Working late, Doctor?" Ethan's gaze lingered on her tightly secured mask.

"Just finished surgery." She adjusted the mask. "Occupational hazard. I suggest you wear one too."

"You drive very steadily, Doctor." Ethan remarked abruptly.

"Took me three years to get my license." Vivian chuckled lightly. "Problem with my driving skills, Mr. Roscente?"

She'd noticed the trailing black sedan long ago.

Ethan's phone suddenly rang.

"Mr. Roscente, we found Night!" Simon's excited voice came through. "Just performed surgery in Country A."

Ethan's pupils constricted. "Confirmed?"

"Absolutely. The patient verified it personally."

Hanging up, Ethan studied the woman before him.

Could she really not be Night?

"Anything else, Mr. Roscente?" Vivian tilted her head. "If not, I need to rest."

As she turned, the corner of her mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.

Her arrangements in Country A had worked perfectly.

"Vivian." Ethan suddenly called out.

"Yes?"

"Next time we meet, I'd like to see your face."

Vivian waved without looking back. "I suggest making an appointment first, Mr. Roscente."

Ethan watched her retreating figure, fingers absently tapping the steering wheel.

This woman's reactions were too perfect.