Chapter 694

Annika slammed a stack of photos onto the table.

"Look at these." Her finger tapped the glossy surface. "Vivian Laurent now holds your son's hand, clings to the man who should've been yours, living a life everyone envies."

In the photos, Vivian played with a little boy in a garden while Ethan Roscente stood nearby, his gaze tender.

Sophia Evans dug her nails into her palms.

"Doesn't it bother you?" Annika leaned closer. "Vivian stole everything from you. Don't you want her to pay?"

Sophia violently swept the photos onto the floor.

"Shut up!"

Her scream was raw, eyes bloodshot.

Annika calmly picked up one photo. "Look at Vivian's flawless face. Now look at yours..."

The mirror reflected Sophia's scarred visage.

"What do you want?" Sophia panted like a caged animal.

"To help you." Annika suddenly pressed a gun to Sophia's temple. "If you cooperate."

Sophia laughed hysterically. "Go ahead! Kill me! I've got nothing left!"

"Death would be too kind." Annika holstered the weapon. "If you die, Vivian keeps your son and your man forever."

She whispered in Sophia's ear: "Sophia Sherwood is dead—I avenged you. Now it's Vivian's turn."

"Theo... is in Eudora?" Sophia seized the revelation.

Annika smirked. "Yes. Your son clings to Vivian now. He's forgotten his real mother."

Sophia trembled violently.

Her own flesh and blood, raised for five years, now called another woman "Mom."

"First Ethan, now Theo..." Sophia muttered, hatred igniting in her eyes.

Annika's lips curled in satisfaction. "Do one thing for me, and I'll let you destroy Vivian yourself."

"What?"

"Simple." Annika handed her a phone. "Send Ethan a message..."

Thunder rumbled outside. Lightning illuminated Sophia's contorted face.

Her grip tightened on the phone as Vivian's mocking smile seemed to materialize on the screen.

The woman who stole everything would pay.