Chapter 809

Annika Heilbronn's lips curled into a cold smile as she patiently waited for her prey to take the bait.

Little did she know, Vivian Laurent had already set an inescapable trap.

Two days later, Madeline Delmonico finally lost her composure and called Zoe Chamberlain.

"Dr. Night, I can't take it anymore!" Her voice trembled. "The headaches are unbearable. Give me the medicine now!"

Zoe responded with deliberate calm. "Madeline, this medication doesn't come cheap."

"Money isn't an issue!" Madeline said urgently. "I've already paid you millions!"

"That was just the consultation fee." Zoe chuckled darkly. "Now, I want something else."

Madeline's heart clenched.

Just as Vivian had warned - this was clearly a trap.

"What do you want?"

"I hear your husband works at Customs?" Zoe cut straight to the point. "I have some cargo that needs clearance."

"Never!" Madeline snapped.

Her husband did hold a senior Customs position.

But smuggling? That was a capital offense!

Besides, their marriage had been strained for years.

"Don't be so hasty, Madeline." Zoe's voice turned threatening. "The next withdrawal episode won't be so easy to endure."

Madeline's grip on the phone turned white-knuckled.

Everything was unfolding exactly as Vivian predicted.

"Zoe!" She spat through gritted teeth. "You're no doctor!"

"Correct." Zoe dropped all pretense. "That was a specially formulated narcotic. Impossible to find elsewhere."

"Cooperate, and you'll get all the antidote you need."

"Otherwise..." She let the threat hang.

Madeline finally exploded.

"You bitch!" She seethed. "How dare you trap me like this?"

The days of pretending had been torture.

Now she could finally drop the act.

"You think I'm afraid of you?" Zoe sneered. "Without the antidote, you'll wish for death."

Madeline slammed the phone down.

Her entire body shook with rage and terror.

Outside the window, Vivian's silhouette flashed past.

The real game had only just begun.