Chapter 316

Finn Deross lounged on the sofa, watching as Vivian Laurent and Dominic Atlante entered one after another. He immediately pouted.

"You went out without me again!"

Vivian tossed her bag onto the entryway table without looking back. "Make your uncle a cup of coffee."

"On it!" Finn sprang up like a fish leaping from water. Three minutes later, he returned with a steaming cup.

Dominic didn’t want it, but he took a sip anyway.

"I'm going to bed," Vivian said, already heading upstairs. "Finn, see your uncle out."

The living room fell silent.

Dominic tapped the rim of his cup. "Have you met Vivian’s ex-husband?"

"Ethan Roscente!" Finn’s eyes lit up. "The ruthless CEO of Roscente Group. My mentor has impeccable taste."

"Ethan Roscente..." Dominic narrowed his eyes.

Three years ago, Roscente Group had been on the brink of collapse. At eighteen, Ethan took the helm. Everyone expected him to fail, but the young man used iron-fisted tactics to revive the company. Now, he was a titan of the business world.

"When did they get married?"

Finn scratched his head. "Three years ago, I think? Not sure about the details. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious." Dominic stared into his coffee, his gaze darkening.

The clock struck two in the morning.

Finn’s head drooped with exhaustion. "Uncle, should I take you home?"

"No rush." Dominic remained seated, unmoving.

Half an hour later, he suddenly stood and walked to the door.

Finn jolted awake, only to see the man pause at the threshold before turning back.

"I’m staying the night."

"What?" Finn’s eyes widened. "Mentor will kill me!"

"Go to bed." Dominic’s tone brooked no argument.

Finn retreated upstairs, glancing back every few steps. Before disappearing, he called out, "Uncle, make sure you leave before dawn!"

Outside the villa, Ethan’s Maybach had been parked all night.

A long column of ash clung to the cigarette between his fingers. The ember glowed red in the darkness.

The front door remained shut.

The man hadn’t left.

Ethan crushed the cigarette and pulled out his keys—but the lock wouldn’t turn.

She changed the locks for him?

His bloodshot eyes reflected in the car window.

What could a man and woman alone in a house possibly do? Vivian never lacked suitors. A kid like Finn was no threat, and men like Lucas Lefèvre or Ryan Fairsprene weren’t even on her radar.

But this man who appeared out of nowhere...

Ethan slammed his fist against the steering wheel.

She’s just trying to provoke me. He told himself that, but the jealousy churning in his chest refused to be ignored.