Chapter 676

Ethan Roscente set down his coffee cup with an indifferent gaze. "Your approval means nothing to me."

His eyes swept over Lucas Lefèvre's tense expression before curving into a faint smirk. "Though having you protect Vivian Laurent has saved me some trouble."

Lucas clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

He had to admit—this man had indeed helped Vivian in countless ways.

As the coffee cup emptied, Ethan straightened his suit sleeves and rose. "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

A glance at his watch told him Vivian's medical examination would conclude in thirty minutes.

"Wait!" Lucas abruptly stood.

Ethan arched a brow. "Something else?"

"The final payment for Triple Six Realty..." Lucas spoke rapidly. "Vivian said it'll be settled next week."

"Unnecessary." Ethan waved a dismissive hand. "Consider it an investment."

Lucas stubbornly shook his head. "She hates owing favors."

Amusement flickered in Ethan's eyes. "Let her have her way."

Just as he turned to leave, Lucas blocked him again. "Those old shareholders from Valrose Group have been causing trouble lately."

"Noted." Ethan's gaze turned glacial. "They'll be gone by tomorrow."

Time ticked by.

Finally, Lucas' phone vibrated with Vivian's message: 【Done】.

He exhaled in relief. "All clear."

Ethan studied his odd behavior before striding out of the café with a thoughtful frown.

Hospital parking lot.

Vivian Laurent pulled open her car door, fingers trembling slightly.

Only after triple-checking that the medical report was securely locked in her bag did she start the engine.

Around the corner, Felix Valdemar narrowed his eyes.

He pulled out his phone: 【Boss Ethan, Dr. Laurent was at Renhe Hospital】

Ethan stared at the screen, pupils constricting.

Renhe Hospital?

The same facility where he'd had his last gastroscopy.

He immediately called back. "You're certain it was Vivian?"

"Positive." Felix kept his voice low. "She just drove off."

Ethan's grip on the phone turned bone-white.

So that was it.

Lucas' stalling tactics. Vivian's suspicious movements.

Every clue converged into one glaring truth—she was hiding something.

Dark turbulence swirled in Ethan's eyes as he stormed toward the parking garage.

The black sports car roared to life, shooting forward like an arrow released from its bow.

This time, he would uncover her secret—no matter what.