Chapter 825

Annika Heilbronn's wrists were cuffed to the chair, her eyes burning with hatred.

She glared at Isabella Langley, teeth grinding audibly.

"What's so special about that bitch Vivian Laurent? Why do you all protect her?"

Isabella curled her lips in disdain, lifting Annika's chin with one finger.

"You had plastic surgery to copy someone else's face, yet you still have the audacity to act righteous?"

Annika violently jerked her head away.

"You know nothing!"

"Maybe I don't." Isabella took a step back, crossing her arms. "But I do know those who repay kindness with betrayal belong in hell."

Annika suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hell? I've been living in hell for years!"

Isabella regarded her coldly.

"Then stay there."

The scent of tea greeted Vivian as she pushed open Liam Valdemar's door.

He sat by the window, sunlight casting a soft halo around him.

"Shadow, you're here."

His voice remained gentle, as if nothing had happened.

Vivian didn't move from the doorway.

"You sent Annika."

It wasn't a question.

Liam's hand paused, ripples forming in his teacup.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"She killed seventeen people." Vivian enunciated each word. "All while wearing my face."

Liam set down his cup with a sigh.

"Shadow, perhaps you're overworked."

Vivian suddenly smiled.

"Master Zero... this is the last time I'll call you that."

Liam's expression finally shifted.

"Annika was my apprentice, but she left the organization long ago."

"Really?" Vivian pulled out her phone. "Then explain this."

The screen displayed surveillance footage.

As Liam watched, his face gradually paled.

"I..."

"You used her." Vivian pocketed her phone. "Just like you used me."

Liam stood abruptly.

"It wasn't like that!"

Vivian turned toward the door.

"See you in court, Zero."