Chapter 855
Vivian Laurent considered the proposal briefly and found it acceptable.
If Ethan Roscente was indeed with Theo, teaching him those words, bringing Dominic Atlante along would be the perfect way to provoke him.
"Fine. But I'm meeting a child later. Mind your manners around him—no inappropriate remarks, no guns, and don't scare him with that intimidating face of yours."
Dominic scoffed. "Do I look like a child-eating monster to you? Am I really that terrifying in your eyes?"
"You have no idea how intimidating you are. Go take a walk outside and see how many kids burst into tears at the sight of you."
The aura of a mafia boss made even adults tread carefully, let alone children.
"And you?" Dominic studied her with interest. "Are you afraid of me?"
"Why would I be?"
She had never feared Dominic. A crime lord was still human—not some supernatural creature.
Amusement deepened in Dominic's eyes. Very few dared to be this bold with him, yet Vivian showed not a trace of fear.
Her audacity was astonishing. More remarkably, her gaze held no timidity—only shrewd calculation.
Almost no one could manipulate him. Yet here was Vivian, openly using him to deal with another man.
And instead of anger, he found himself enjoying it.
The car pulled into the hospital parking lot. Only then did Dominic witness just how beloved Vivian was at this hospital.
Along the corridor to the ward, patients greeted her warmly.
"Good morning, Dr. Laurent."
"You look radiant today, Dr. Laurent."
"Dr. Laurent, my mother made these dumplings specially for you. You must try them."
"Just hearing your voice makes my wound hurt less, Doctor."
The crowd surrounded Vivian, their affection genuine and unfeigned.
She declined politely with a smile. "Thank you all, but I have an appointment. Please give the dumplings to Dr. Clementson for me."
After finally navigating through the crowd, they reached Theo's room.
Following behind her, Dominic regretted not coming to Canada sooner. He should have known—Vivian was like a treasure trove, revealing more wonders the deeper one dug.
The admiration these people held for her came from the heart, completely unrelated to her status.
"Theo!" Vivian knocked lightly before entering.
As expected, Ethan was there, sitting beside the little boy.
"Aunt Vivian!" Theo rushed over and clung to her tightly.
Despite his small size, his embrace was surprisingly strong.
Ethan quickly pulled him back. "Theo, be gentle. Don't be so reckless."
If he accidentally hurt Vivian and affected the pregnancy...
"But I missed Aunt Vivian!" Theo refused to let go, burying his face in her arms.
Vivian's heart softened at the sight of the affectionate child.
How could she possibly say goodbye to such a sweet boy?
If she left abruptly, how heartbroken would Theo be?