Chapter 406

Ethan Roscente frowned at the unconscious Fiona Grandelle, his slender fingers tapping the armrest.

"Are you sure you want to present her to the king like this? What will the royal family think?"

Vivian Laurent bit her lower lip, considering his words. He had a point.

"I have an apartment near the airport," Ethan suggested. "Let's take her there to rest first. We can decide our next steps when she wakes up."

After a brief hesitation, Vivian nodded. "Thank you. I appreciate it."

A flicker of surprise crossed Ethan's eyes. Usually, Vivian met him with cold indifference or outright dismissal. This rare politeness was unexpected.

"There's no need for formalities between us," he said, the corner of his lips lifting slightly.

"Who said we're close?" Vivian retorted, though the tips of her ears turned pink.

Unfazed, Ethan led the group outside. His driver was already waiting at the airport entrance. When Vivian moved to carry Fiona, Ethan stepped in. "I'll do it."

With Vivian's slender frame, she'd likely collapse after a few steps.

Vivian didn't argue. Fiona was unconscious—she wouldn't know who carried her anyway.

At the boarding gate, Ethan turned to the flight attendants, his voice icy. "If I see even a single word about this online, you'll regret it."

Nearby, Sophia Evans gripped her suitcase handle so tightly her knuckles turned white. She watched Ethan shield Vivian as they walked away, her nails digging into her palms.

That bitch had stolen Ethan's heart completely.

But she refused to accept defeat.

Inside the black Maybach, Vivian quickly texted Isabella Langley. "I need you to look into someone. Urgently."

"Who pissed you off now?" came the instant reply.

Vivian wanted Sophia's recent movements tracked. She suspected Sophia had recognized Fiona and deliberately caused the scene on the plane.

With someone as unhinged as Sophia, the only solution was a decisive strike.

"Leave it to me," Isabella replied furiously after hearing the details. "That psycho has a death wish! Always acting all sweet and innocent while pulling disgusting stunts behind the scenes!"

"She's asking for it. Once I have proof, let's see how she wriggles out of this one."

Isabella's rage practically radiated through the screen. Women like Sophia were the worst—venomous snakes hiding behind angelic facades.

Soon, the car pulled into an upscale residential complex.

Emily Garnache had been in a daze the entire time. Sheltered all her life, she'd never experienced anything like this. Even after getting out of the car, her fingers trembled slightly.

Ethan gently laid Fiona on the living room sofa. Vivian suddenly spoke up. "She's wary of strangers. Could you—"

Before she could finish, Ethan understood. No wonder Finn Deross had been kicked out of Vivian's place before.