I found the safe, entered Jason’s birthday and smoothly retrieved my identification documents.
Without looking back, I walked out the front gates of the villa.
At the security booth, the guard dutifully asked, “Sir, where are you headed? I’ll arrange a driver to take you.”
I shook my head. “No need. The car I called is already wait…”
Before I could finish my sentence, the phone inside the security booth suddenly rang, sharp and unexpected.
Half an hour later.
Bound to a hospital bed with restraint straps, I heard Vivian arguing outside the door with her doctor friend, Jenna Deale.
“Vivian, even if you never had real feelings for Ethan, he still worked hard without complaint, handed over his salary and took care of you and the child for six whole years. How could you tie him up and force him to donate a healthy kidney to Jason just because he ruined his kidneys from drinking too much? You have to understand, losing a kidney can severely affect a man’s health and vitality. Ethan’s body was already in poor condition after that car accident when he saved you. This surgery might leave him permanently infertile due to the complications!”