Chapter 551

Ethan Roscente raised his wine glass but paused before taking a sip.

His gaze lingered on Vivian Laurent's face, lips curling slightly.

"Why is this little maid staring at me so intently?"

Vivian turned her face away, fingers unconsciously twisting her skirt.

"Please drink quickly."

She prayed the drug would take effect soon.

Ethan suddenly pressed the glass to her lips.

"Perhaps you should taste it first?"

"No!" Vivian jerked backward.

She finally realized—he'd recognized her all along.

"Mr. Valence," Ethan turned, "your maid has quite the temper."

Oscar Valence narrowed his eyes. "Serve Mr. Roscente properly."

The glass tilted during their struggle.

Crimson liquid splashed across Oscar's expensive suit.

"My apologies," Ethan said carelessly. "I'll concede three percent in our deal."

Oscar's expression instantly brightened.

"I'll go change."

Vivian hurried after him. "Let me assist you."

While Oscar changed, she swiftly unlocked her phone.

A notification flashed—file transfer complete.

Mission accomplished.

Vivian exhaled, ready to disappear into the crowd.

Suddenly, commotion erupted downstairs.

"Stop that maid!"

Her pulse spiked.

A strong hand seized her wrist.

Ethan yanked her into a restroom, locking the door behind them.

"Let go!"

"Little liar," Ethan chuckled darkly.

His eyes trailed down her fitted maid's dress.

The outfit reminded him of that night.

The bunny hairclip. Fluffy tail. Blush-pinkened eyes.

Memories flooded back with startling clarity.

"What were you stealing this time?"

Vivian lashed out with a kick.

Ethan dodged effortlessly, pinning her against the wall.

"Feisty."