Chapter 729
"Sophia Evans is insane!" Ethan Roscente's knuckles turned white.
He never imagined a woman could be so cruel as to harm an innocent child.
Regret flooded through him like a tidal wave. He hated himself for not discovering it sooner, letting Theo endure so much pain.
"When can I see Theo?" Ethan's voice was low and strained.
"After he's transferred to the general ward," Vivian Laurent reassured him. "I promise to take good care of him."
Ethan's tense shoulders relaxed slightly. "Thank you."
"If you really want to thank me, promise me one thing." A glint of cunning flashed in Vivian's eyes.
"What is it?"
He was willing to pay any price if she asked.
Vivian twirled her pen playfully. "I'll collect later when I decide. But you must agree when the time comes."
She had already calculated—if her pregnancy couldn't be hidden, she'd use this favor to secure custody.
Ethan narrowed his eyes.
This wasn't like Vivian. She was always direct. This open-ended condition must be related to the child in her womb.
"No," he said firmly. "Unless you tell me now."
"Ethan!" Vivian slammed her hand on the table. "I saved Theo, and you won't even grant me this small request?"
When had he become so sharp?
"Ten favors, but name them now," Ethan countered, refusing to yield.
Vivian fumed.
She couldn't possibly confess unprompted.
"Get out!" She pointed at the door. "That's my condition for now."
Ethan studied her deeply.
"Fine." He turned. "I need to see Sophia anyway. She'll pay a hundredfold for what Theo suffered."
Especially after learning Sophia had abused Theo for so long, his murderous intent could no longer be contained.
Vivian said coldly, "Go ahead."
Sophia was imprisoned in a villa, surrounded by guards.
When Ethan arrived with his men, her gaze remained obsessively fixated on him.
"Here to kill me, Mr. Roscente?" She laughed manically, tears streaking down her face.
Ethan approached in silence.
Sophia looked like a beaten stray, while he remained untouchable.
"Is Theo dead?" she suddenly asked, venom gleaming in her eyes.
Ethan paused mid-step.
"Disappointed?" He smirked. "Theo will live well. You, however, will soon wish for death."
Sophia threw her head back with a crazed laugh. "What a pity. Why couldn't he die young like his worthless father?"