Chapter 594

Vivian set down her chopsticks and met Liam's gaze directly.

"Liam, it's time you started living for yourself."

Her voice was soft, yet sharp as a blade slicing through their long-standing understanding.

Liam's fingers tapped lightly against the tabletop.

"Protecting you is how I live."

Steam rose between them from the simmering hot pot.

Vivian shook her head, sliding a plate of tender beef into the broth.

"I don't need protection anymore. See? I can cook my own food, earn my own money, solve my own problems now."

His eyes tracked her practiced movements.

"But you needed me before."

The beef darkened swiftly in the boiling broth.

Vivian picked up a slice and placed it in Liam's bowl.

"That was then. Now, I'd rather see you cook a slice for yourself."

Liam stared at the meat in his bowl, silent for a long moment.

"Try it. This place is famous for their beef."

Vivian attempted to shift the topic.

Finally, Liam picked up his chopsticks.

"It's good."

His voice came out rough.

"Right? I specifically chose this restaurant."

A satisfied smile curved Vivian's lips.

Liam suddenly looked up.

"If this is what you want—"

"It is."

Vivian cut him off.

The air between them froze.

Nearby, Annika's nails dug crescent moons into her palms.

Watching Liam pour Vivian a drink made her eyes burn.

Her always-stoic mentor moved with uncharacteristic tenderness.

Annika's gaze lingered on Vivian's face.

That face...

A mad idea took root in her mind.

If she had that face...

She discreetly snapped a photo of Vivian's profile.

Slipping out of the restaurant, her fingers flew across her phone screen.

"Hello, I'd like to inquire about facial reconstruction."

A polite voice responded.

Annika spoke softly but with conviction.

"Yes, the most natural adjustments possible."

She glanced back through the window.

Liam was serving Vivian food, a rare smile playing on his lips.

The sight pierced Annika's heart like needles.

"Multiple sessions. Tiny changes each time."

Hanging up, she cast one last look at the man who haunted her dreams.

"Master Zero, you'll be mine soon."

Madness flickered in Annika's eyes as she strode toward the nearest plastic surgery clinic.

This time, she'd stop at nothing.