Chapter 556

Ethan Roscente practically shoved Vivian Laurent into the car.

After giving the hotel address, she turned to glare at him.

"How did you know I'd be here?" She narrowed her eyes. "Don't tell me this was a coincidence."

Ethan adjusted the steering wheel calmly. "Oscar Valence invited me for business discussions."

"Hmph." Vivian scoffed, gesturing at her flawless makeup and designer outfit. "Then explain this."

His grip tightened on the wheel.

"I knew you'd be here," he admitted. "I just wanted to help."

Vivian turned her face toward the window.

"I don't need your help."

"But I need to protect you." His voice dropped lower. "No matter who you really are."

This was his second confession tonight.

The tips of Vivian's ears burned.

"Worry about yourself," she snapped.

After a tense silence, she suddenly demanded, "How much do you actually know?"

Ethan arched an eyebrow. "Which identity are we talking about?"

The slip was undeniable.

Vivian whirled to face him. "If you breathe a word of this—"

"It's our secret." His lips curved slightly. "Though I look forward to discovering more surprises."

His gaze lingered on her.

This woman never ceased to amaze him.

"Keep dreaming." She crossed her arms. "We're not that close."

"What about that man from the hospital?" Ethan's tone sharpened. "He's dangerous."

Vivian's expression frosted over.

"I've known him longer than you." Each word was ice. "Stay out of my business."

Ethan opened his mouth but remained silent.

Leaning back, Vivian closed her eyes as if resting.

In truth, she was fighting nausea.

These unexplained bouts of sickness were becoming frequent.

A hospital visit seemed inevitable.