Chapter 931

Liam stood by the window, his knuckles turning white.

Sunlight streamed outside but couldn't pierce the gloom in his eyes.

The news of Vivian's pregnancy stabbed through his heart like a dagger.

She had kept it from him.

This realization made his chest heave violently.

After all the times he'd saved her, she couldn't even grant him basic trust.

Very well. He wouldn't hold back anymore.

Liam whirled around and seized the maid's throat.

The maid's eyes bulged in terror as she clawed at his arm.

"W-what are you—" Her voice came out strangled.

With a cold smile, Liam produced a pill from his pocket.

He forced her mouth open and shoved it down her throat.

"Cough! Cough!" The maid turned pale. "What did you give me?"

"Poison." Liam released her, looking down with contempt. "Monthly antidote required. Or you'll wish for death."

The maid collapsed, trembling.

Liam tossed her a packet of powder. "Put this in Vivian's food. Meet me here in three days."

"N-no..." She shook her head. "Dr. Laurent will notice—"

"Tasteless. Odorless." Liam bent closer, his voice icy. "Obey or die."

Tears spilled down her cheeks.

She remembered Vivian's kind smiles, how the doctor never mistreated staff.

"I—"

"Don't even think of asking her for help." Liam cut her off. "Only I have the antidote. If she finds out, you die first."

He strode away, leaving the maid sobbing on the floor.

She stared at the poison, tears dripping onto the packet.

She didn't want to hurt anyone.

But she didn't want to die either.

Outside, the sun still shone brightly.

Yet no light could reach the darkness in her heart now.