Chapter 353

"Vivian, perfect timing. I just invited Mr. Roscente to be our guest, and he's agreed." Vincent Valrose beamed, his eyes crinkling into slits.

Vivian shot Ethan Roscente a glare filled with warning.

Ethan smirked. "I think I should come. After all, we were married for three—"

Vivian lunged forward, clamping her hand over his mouth.

Her heart pounded violently against her ribs. She'd kept this marriage secret from Vincent for years, and now Ethan was about to expose everything.

Vincent stood frozen, his jaw slack enough to catch flies.

"You...you two..."

He felt like he'd won the lottery. Ethan Roscente was his son-in-law? When had Vivian become so accomplished?

"Vivian! How could you keep such important news from your own father?" Vincent's voice trembled with excitement.

Vivian released Ethan and massaged her temples. The damage was done. Knowing Vincent, this would spiral out of control.

"Were married. Now divorced. Want to see the certificate?"

Vincent's smile vanished. His euphoria crashed into despair.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" he shrieked.

Vivian's voice turned icy. "Ask him yourself. I left with nothing. Don't expect any favors from me. I don't want to see either of you again!"

She spun on her heel, regretting this visit.

"Vivian!" Ethan realized his mistake too late. He'd wanted to go public, forgetting Vincent's tenacity.

Vincent scurried to Ethan's side. "Mr. Roscente, Vivian's always been willful. Please be merciful—"

"Enough!" Ethan's gaze turned dangerous. "How often were you there when she needed you? Where were you when she suffered? You don't deserve to call yourself her father."

"Harass her again, and you'll regret it."

Vincent turned ashen. Bitter regret flooded him—if only he'd treated Vivian better.