Chapter 295
Vivian Laurent lay on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Ethan Roscente's words echoed in her ears like a curse. What was this sudden act of devotion? Did he actually want to reconcile?
She turned over with frustration.
It was nearly 3 AM before she finally fell asleep.
The next morning, Finn Deross texted saying he was going home to give his mother the necklace.
Vivian's lips curved slightly as she read the message. The kid still thought she didn't know his true identity, even booking his flight in secret.
At the Deross mansion.
Finn froze the moment he stepped inside.
"Uncle..." His voice wavered.
Dominic Atlante sat on the sofa, long fingers tapping the armrest, his gaze sharp as a blade.
Finn swallowed hard and hurried to find his mother.
"Mom, this is for you." He presented the necklace like a prized offering.
Mrs. Deross gasped. "Isn't this the one from the auction? I heard it's extremely rare."
"Your son has skills now." Finn puffed his chest proudly.
His triumph was short-lived when the butler summoned him to see Dominic.
The study was hazy with smoke.
Dominic eyed him through the cigarette haze. "Your mentor... teaches well."
At the mention of Vivian, Finn's eyes lit up. "She's amazing! There's nothing she can't do!"
"Oh?" Dominic exhaled a smoke ring. "Better than me?"
Finn immediately clammed up.
"Is she Winner?" Dominic asked abruptly.
Finn nearly bit his tongue. "N-no! What Winner?"
"Same lying face you made at three when you wet your pants." Dominic smirked.
Finn flushed crimson.
"Uncle, you figured that out yourself," he muttered.
Dominic's eyes gleamed with interest. Any woman who could earn Finn's loyalty was clearly extraordinary.
After their last encounter, he'd been intrigued by Vivian. Now he wanted to meet her properly.
"Does she know who you are?"
"Probably not." Finn sounded confident. "I've been careful!"
Dominic scoffed. With Vivian's intelligence, she'd likely seen through the act long ago.
Perhaps... she'd even uncovered his own identity.