Chapter 833

Vivian chose the Starbucks below Zoe's apartment building.

Zoe agreed without hesitation.

She hung up and immediately changed clothes to go downstairs.

Vivian, however, was delayed.

Ethan insisted on accompanying her, saying Zoe was emotionally unstable and he didn't trust her to meet alone.

In the end, Ethan drove her there.

Thirty minutes later, the black Maybach parked outside the café.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Vivian spotted Zoe fidgeting in the corner.

She kept checking her phone.

Only when Vivian walked in did Zoe's tense shoulders relax slightly.

Zoe's outfit was bizarre today.

A baseball cap pulled low, sunglasses covering half her face, and a scarf wrapped tightly around her chin.

She looked like a celebrity dodging paparazzi.

In reality, she just didn't want to be recognized.

The online hate was bad enough. If someone pointed fingers at her in public, she might break down.

Two girls at the next table kept glancing her way, whispering. It made her skin crawl.

Little did she know they were just guessing if she was some influencer.

"Ms. Chamberlain." Vivian took the seat across from her.

Zoe's head snapped up, her eyes darting between Vivian and Ethan. "What do you want?"

"Scared now?" Vivian smirked.

"Stop pretending!" Zoe gritted her teeth. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this mess!"

A soft gasp came from another table.

"Oh my god, is that Vivian Laurent? She's even prettier in person!"

"Is that Ethan Roscente from Roscente Group next to her? So handsome!"

Zoe's face darkened. "You did this on purpose? Picked this place so everyone can see how pathetic I am?"

Vivian nearly rolled her eyes.

This woman's paranoia was off the charts.

"You're the one acting suspicious." Vivian stirred her coffee calmly. "If you've got nothing to hide, why the disguise?"

Zoe clenched her fists. "Cut the crap! Why did you call me here?"

Her heart pounded.

If Annika found out she met with Vivian...

Just thinking about that woman's methods sent chills down her spine.

"You once said," Vivian spoke leisurely, "if I was really capable, I should expose the person behind you."

Zoe's pupils contracted.

"Now I've caught her."

"Impossible!" Zoe shot up, her chair screeching.

There was no way someone as powerful as Annika could...

"Her name's Annika Heilbronn, right?" Vivian met her gaze. "She looks just like me."

Zoe froze.

"Today at Madeline Delmonico's place, she slipped up." Vivian pulled out her phone. "Want to see the photo?"

On the screen was Annika, bound and being shoved into a car.