Chapter 402

Vivian Laurent seized Fiona Grandelle's wrist with sudden force.

"Stop this!"

Fiona's nails had already dug deep into Vivian's hand, drawing blood that trickled down her pale skin.

Vivian didn't even flinch.

"I'm not crazy..." Fiona's voice broke into fragments. "Why is this happening to me..."

The murmur of passengers grew louder.

"Someone like her should be locked up!"

"How did the airline let her board?"

"What if she has another episode?"

Sophia Evans hid behind the crowd, a cold smirk playing on her lips.

She deliberately raised her voice. "With that terrifying face, she shouldn't be in public. Is she contagious?"

The words stabbed Fiona like daggers.

"I'm not sick!" Fiona screamed hysterically.

Vivian acted instantly, delivering a precise chop to Fiona's neck.

Fiona collapsed limply into Vivian's arms.

Vivian carefully settled her into a seat.

"Bring cold water and a towel," she ordered without looking up.

Ethan Roscente immediately went to fetch a flight attendant.

Only then did Vivian lift her gaze, her eyes sharp as blades sweeping across the cabin.

"Sophia Evans."

She crossed the distance in three quick strides.

Slap!

A resounding crack echoed through the cabin.

Sophia's head snapped sideways, her mask dislodged.

"That was for Fiona."

Vivian's voice could freeze hell itself.

The cabin fell into stunned silence.

Everyone stood frozen, shocked by the sudden violence.