Chapter 941

Vivian Laurent stared at the toxicology report in her hands, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Emily Garnache's blood analysis results were identical to hers.

This was no coincidence.

"Someone poisoned us deliberately," Vivian's voice was icy.

The only people with access to both of them were the household staff.

She immediately called Lucas Lefèvre. "Brother, detain all the mansion staff. Don't let anyone leave."

Hanging up, she turned to Emily. "When we see Ethan Roscente later, tell him we're fine."

"I understand," Emily nodded.

Guilt flashed in Vivian's eyes. "I dragged you into this."

"Don't say that!" Emily protested. "But what about the baby? You're pregnant!"

Vivian gently touched her abdomen, her brow furrowed.

The recent stress had accelerated the poison's effects in her system.

"I'll find the antidote," Vivian said firmly. "I won't let anything happen to you."

"But you can't take medication now—"

"I'm a doctor. I know my limits," Vivian cut her off. "I just didn't expect someone to exploit this."

Admiration filled Emily's eyes. She'd heard about Vivian's miraculous medical skills from Fiona Grandelle.

"Let's go. We shouldn't keep Ethan waiting," Vivian composed herself. "You head back first."

The moment the ER doors opened, Ethan rushed forward.

"What happened? Do you need hospitalization? Are you still in pain?" His questions came rapid-fire.

Emily tactfully excused herself.

Vivian met Ethan's gaze directly. "I should be asking you the questions."

"This is America. Why are you here?"

What was even more suspicious was that he'd not only appeared at the perfect moment but also knew about her pregnancy.

Vivian narrowed her eyes.

This Ethan Roscente had been hiding far more than she realized.