Chapter 783

"Don't ask how I got here." Annika Heilbronn lounged on the sofa, twirling Victoria Roscente's limited-edition lipstick between her fingers. "I just find you two... fascinating."

She tossed the lipstick back onto the vanity. The metallic casing clinked against the glass surface.

Victoria narrowed her eyes. "You look almost identical to Vivian Laurent."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Annika's lips curled. "I can help you eliminate Vivian."

"Why should we trust you?" Victoria sneered.

Annika leaned forward abruptly. "Wasn't Sophia Evans' fate warning enough?"

Victoria's fingers tightened involuntarily on her skirt.

"Fine. What do you want us to do?"

......

The antiseptic smell of the hospital corridor made Vivian Laurent wrinkle her nose. Ethan Roscente's phone vibrated again.

"Company emergency?" she asked softly.

Ethan massaged his temples. "It's nothing."

"Go ahead." Vivian rested a hand on her rounded abdomen. "I'm fine."

After a moment's hesitation, Ethan nodded. "Call me immediately if anything happens."

Watching him leave, Vivian turned toward the hospital room. Through the glass, she could see the little girl sleeping peacefully.

Four more months. She mentally calculated her due date.

The sharp click of heels interrupted her thoughts.

"Vivian!"

Victoria dragged Bianca Semona down the hallway, then abruptly dropped to her knees three steps away.

"Please don't kill me!" Victoria's trembling voice drew curious stares from passersby.

Bianca knelt reluctantly beside her, lips pressed into a thin line.

Vivian arched an eyebrow. "Psychiatry is on the fourth floor."

As she turned to leave, Victoria lunged forward and grabbed her leg.

"I know you have connections everywhere!" Victoria's nails dug into Vivian's skin. "Even Sophia Evans died because of you. Please spare me!"

Whispers spread through the gathering crowd. Someone discreetly raised their phone to record.

Vivian looked down at the woman who'd once carried herself with such arrogance, now groveling at her feet like a stray dog.

"Let go." Her voice turned glacial.