Chapter 476

The strobe lights pulsed hypnotically at the center of the dance floor.

Vivian Laurent moved with unrestrained grace, every motion radiating raw energy.

Sweat glistened as it trailed down her flushed cheeks.

Stepping off the dance floor, she felt the tension drain from her body.

"Hey gorgeous, can I get your number?"

"Your moves are electrifying. Let me buy you a drink?"

"Don't leave yet, beautiful. Stay and talk?"

Men swarmed around her like moths to a flame.

Vivian didn't spare them a glance as she strode toward Isabella Langley, still dancing.

She caught Isabella's eye with a meaningful look.

Isabella immediately disengaged, following her away from the pulsating crowd.

"What's up?" Isabella picked up a blue cocktail.

"Got any exciting assignments?" Vivian swirled her drink. "I'm bored."

Isabella arched an eyebrow. "What kind?"

"Surprise me." Vivian downed her glass in one go.

"Alright, let me check."

Isabella pulled out her phone, accessing an encrypted site.

"Oh," she added casually, "that mission your former organization took? It failed."

"The royal assassination?"

"Yeah. Complete radio silence now."

Vivian studied her empty glass, lost in thought.

Early next morning.

Isabella sent the mission details.

Vivian began preparations without hesitation.

"Master!" Finn Deross caught up to her. "Take me with you."

After a brief consideration, Vivian nodded.

......

Ethan Roscente gripped his phone, brow furrowed.

Neither Vivian nor Finn were answering their phones.

He paced the room in agitation.

Finally, he dialed Felix Valdemar.

"Ethan?" Felix's voice was thick with sleep.

"I need a favor."

"Shoot."

"Check if Vivian's home."

"On it."

Noon the next day.

Felix stood outside the hospital entrance.

"Dr. Laurent? She's been on leave for weeks," a nurse informed him.

Felix drove to the mansion.

The doorbell echoed unanswered through the empty house.

He circled the property twice.

"Strange..."

Felix pressed closer to the floor-to-ceiling windows, trying to peer inside.

The glare made visibility impossible.

Unaware his every move was clearly visible from within.

Isabella set down her coffee cup.

She observed the suspicious figure lurking outside.

"In broad daylight..."

She yanked the front door open.

"Hey! What are you doing?"