Chapter 383

The airport terminal buzzed with activity as flight announcements echoed through the speakers.

Vivian Laurent stood by the arrivals gate, her gaze fixed on the exit.

"I already told you. I'm here to pick someone up."

Her reply was curt, delivered without turning around.

Sophia Sherwood approached in stilettos, her cloying perfume overpowering.

"What a coincidence. Don't tell me you're here for Mr. Roscente?"

Vivian finally glanced at her, eyes frosty.

"None of your business."

Nearby, Ethan Roscente stood in a tailored suit, watching Vivian intently.

He strode forward with a smile.

"Who are you waiting for? I'll keep you company."

Vivian took a step back, maintaining distance.

"No need."

Sophia immediately interjected. "Mr. Roscente is being kind. Must you be so rude?"

Vivian scoffed.

"This conversation doesn't concern you."

Sophia's face fell as she turned to Ethan with wounded eyes.

"Mr. Roscente, she—"

Ethan frowned sharply.

"Leave."

Sophia bit her lip in frustration.

She'd worn her newest designer dress and perfected her makeup.

Yet Ethan's attention remained on Vivian's bare-faced elegance.

A phone vibrated.

Vivian checked the message from Fiona Grandelle:

"Almost out. But there are so many people..."

Her brow furrowed as she eyed the two obstructing her path.

"Move."

Ethan stepped closer instead.

"I'm curious who you're meeting."

Sophia chimed in with feigned sweetness.

"We can all wait together."

Vivian inhaled deeply, suppressing her irritation.

At the exit, a petite figure in a baseball cap peered around nervously.

Fiona's eyes lit up upon spotting Vivian—then faltered when she noticed the others.