Chapter 733

Zoe Chamberlain fled from the media frenzy, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead.

She pushed open the lounge door and froze mid-step.

A strange woman lounged on the sofa.

The woman crossed her legs, tapping crimson nails rhythmically against the armrest.

"Who are you?" Zoe's voice trembled.

Annika Heilbronn lifted her head slowly, lips curling into an eerie smile.

Zoe suddenly found the face hauntingly familiar.

"You're... Vivian Laurent?" The name escaped her lips before she could stop it.

Annika's expression darkened instantly.

"I resemble that bitch?" She sprang to her feet. "Then tell me - who's prettier?"

Zoe retreated until her back hit the door.

She recalled the photos of Vivian circulating online, then studied the twisted face before her.

"I-I don't know Vivian..."

"Liar!" Annika whipped out a silver pistol. "Answer me. Who's more beautiful?"

Cold metal pressed against Zoe's temple.

"You! Of course you!" Zoe's voice shook. "Vivian can't compare..."

Annika's pupils contracted slightly.

"Really?" She leaned closer. "Elaborate."

The pungent perfume assaulted Zoe's senses.

"Your eyes... like gemstones..." she stammered. "And your skin..."

Annika burst into sudden laughter.

The laughter cut off abruptly.

"Recognize me now?" She gripped Zoe's chin.

Zoe's pupils dilated.

"You're the one who made me impersonate Dr. Luna..."

"Clever girl." Annika released her. "Your parents remain unharmed."

Zoe's nails dug into her palms.

"What do you want?"

Madness flickered in Annika's eyes.

"I want Vivian ruined!" She yanked Zoe's collar. "Why does she get everything?"

Zoe gasped for air.

"Keep playing Dr. Luna." Annika whispered against her ear. "Or else..."

She drew a finger across her throat.

Zoe trembled violently.

"Remember," Annika turned toward the exit. "Next time, I expect more... poetic compliments."