Chapter 91

Ethan Roscente's towering figure cast Vivian Laurent completely in shadow.

"The police are on their way." His deep voice echoed through the dim alley. "Leave now if you want to live."

The thugs exchanged uneasy glances. Everyone knew the power of Roscente Group in the country. The name Ethan Roscente alone struck fear into hearts.

"Move out!" Their leader gritted his teeth and signaled retreat.

Within moments, the alley emptied except for the two of them.

"Are you hurt?" Ethan turned, his gaze scanning Vivian's form.

She remained silent.

Her original plan to deal with these men had been disrupted by Ethan's sudden appearance.

In the darkness, Ethan couldn't read her expression, assuming she was shaken.

"It's over now." His voice softened.

"I'm fine." Vivian's tone was flat.

She stepped toward the alley exit with Ethan following closely.

"Do you know those men?"

"No."

Vivian was also puzzling over their motives. Neither robbery nor assault - their purpose seemed unusual.

Ethan suddenly asked, "Are you in debt?"

Vivian paused mid-step.

"I can clear it for you." His voice held certainty. "You took nothing in the divorce. Consider this compensation."

"Your imagination runs wild, Mr. Roscente." Vivian's laugh was cold.

"That developer has no real capital for the project, does he?" Ethan grew more agitated. "He's using you to secure loans?"

Vivian ignored him, walking ahead.

Ethan seized her wrist.

"I can provide project funding. Roscente Group can partner with you."

"Let go." Her voice turned icy.

"That man abandoned you. It's not safe to go back now."

"None of your concern."

Ethan tightened his grip. "Must you be so stubborn?"

"Move."

"Get in the car." Ethan left no room for refusal.

As Vivian opened her mouth to protest, the world spun.

Ethan hoisted her over his shoulder, striding toward the black sedan parked nearby.

"Put me down!"

The car door slammed shut.

"To the estate." Ethan ordered the driver.

The vehicle disappeared into the night.