Chapter 557

The night was pitch black, with neon lights flickering at the hotel entrance.

Vivian Laurent had just stepped out of the car when she noticed Ethan Roscente following her.

"What do you think you're doing?" She turned to confront him.

Ethan shrugged. "What a coincidence. I'm staying here too."

Inside the elevator, Vivian stared at the ascending floor numbers.

When she saw Ethan exit on the same floor, she let out a cold laugh.

"Even the room next door?" She arched an eyebrow. "How very thorough of you, Mr. Roscente."

Before Ethan could respond, Vivian swiped her keycard and slammed the door shut.

In her room, Vivian tossed her purse onto the sofa.

Her phone vibrated with a bank notification - a $20 million commission had been deposited.

As she headed toward the bathroom, a knock interrupted her.

A pale little girl stood outside, clutching her stomach.

"Sister... my stomach hurts so bad..." The girl's pants showed traces of blood.

Vivian immediately knelt to examine her.

"Don't be afraid, this is normal." She spoke gently. "Where's your mother?"

"Mom's on a business trip..." The girl bit her lip.

Vivian made a quick decision. "I'll get you medicine and supplies."

The 24-hour pharmacy near the hotel glowed brightly.

While selecting sanitary pads, Vivian suddenly froze.

It hit her - her period was two months late.

The recent nausea, fatigue, and appetite changes...

All the symptoms connected in her mind.

"No way..." she murmured to herself.

That time on the island... she'd taken the morning-after pill, but perhaps too late...

Her hand instinctively touched her abdomen.

At checkout, she inexplicably added two pregnancy tests to her purchase.

Walking back to the hotel, Vivian's steps grew slower.

As a doctor, she knew exactly what these signs meant.

Yet now, she felt just like any other panicked young woman.