Chapter 538

The bar was bathed in dim, flickering lights with deafening music pounding through the air.

Sophia Sherwood held her glass, taunting Vivian Laurent with a smirk. "What's the matter, Dr. Laurent? Too scared to play a simple game?"

Vivian glanced at the dice on the table, her lips curling into a cold smile. "I'm more concerned about how humiliating your loss will be."

Sophia's expression darkened.

"Let me guess," Vivian swirled her drink lazily. "Planning to run crying to Ethan Roscente when you lose?"

Sophia tightened her grip on the glass. "How dare you!"

"Move." Vivian had no patience for this.

Sophia blocked her path. "Stop acting so high and mighty, Vivian. Stringing Ethan along while flirting with other men—how pathetic."

Liam Valdemar's gaze turned icy.

Vivian suddenly smiled. "I suddenly feel like hitting someone."

"What—"

Slap!

The sharp sound of the blow echoed through the bar.

Sophia clutched her cheek, shrieking. "You're insane!"

"Insane?" Vivian picked up her glass and splashed the contents onto Sophia's face. "This is just the beginning."

Alcohol dripped down Sophia's meticulously applied makeup.

"Should I tell everyone about your plastic surgery?" Vivian spoke slowly, deliberately. "The chin implant five years ago, the cheekbone reconstruction three years ago, and—"

Sophia paled. "You're lying!"

"Would you like me to forward your medical records to your company group chat?" Vivian tilted her phone mockingly.

Sophia trembled violently.

Her most guarded secret had just been exposed in the cruelest way possible.