The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 280: I am a Shaw

As she read through the clause about the her executor of state and person transferred to Mercy, her eyes narrowed dangerously.

If Mercy became her executor of person, it would take but one coma, for her to be taken away. One burst of anger for Mercy to have her admitted at a mental hospital. She did not believe Mercy could be so cruel.

But she was glad she was awake. If she had been played this long, it would be too shameful.

She hoped Mathew was wrong, but she doubted it he was. He was rarely every wrong, unless he had to throw his wife under bus as bait.

By the time she arrived at the location, Vivian's nerves were stretched to their breaking point.

But for some reason, her hands that had been shaking all the way there, stilled.

As she stepped out of the car and found herself face to face with a row of men in dark suits. Mercy stood at the corner staring at her.

Mercy raised a brow at the entourage following her, before chucking lightly and leaning her in.

Vivian tried hard to calm her nerves before walking over. She nodded at Mercy and she led her into the building to a conference room. There, a man in a dark suit sat at the head of the table.

"You are the Head of the 12 guns?" Vivian asked.

"Is this relevant? Sit. Vivian, right? Tea or coffee," the man asked.

"I prefer to get this done with. Let me see the contract," Vivian said.

The man nodded to Mercy and she passed a document to her. When Vivian saw the document, she paused.

It was just as Mathew had given her. If she handed over her signature, she would die.

Vivian's hands shook lightly as she tried to calm herself.

I do that, won't you have no reason to let me go?" Vivian said, looking at both of them with ridicule. "Vivian, don't be stupid. As long as you have that, people will come after you," Mercy said, "just

could not help

Freedom? Why does this document say that I will be handing over

slightly, while the man looked between them with a slight

does this

you will become my executor of state and person," Vivian said

that a bad thing? This is just a guarantee. With me, would the Shaw be able to do anything to you?"

trust you that much," Vivian laughed, adjusting her coat, "I have a husband, why would

completely surrounded by

r plan was the moment I signed that document. Would you have claimed that I got injured and need to move hospitals or were you planning to have me admitted somewhere

here we are,"

something of

Mercy. We are not friends. You conveniently forget who I am married to while saying I am not important. But throw around clause to take away my freedom, fine. Let us leave that for another day," Vivian said with

one of her men and he handed her an

out and threw

were the pictures Mathew had shown

Mercy saw the pictures

Marcy how are

had always thought no matter how much of a tantrum Vivian was throwing that this was the Vivian she had known

her father had the same surname. Mercy frowned, trying to get back control, "That is not why we are here

asked dangerously, "Are you sure you will not

don't be stupid," Mercy

since we used to be friends. This is the

moment she did, the men

here alive without signing?" the man in the seat

Mercy said wit a slight frown, "Sit

one gun shot escapes this building, it is grounds to assume that I was coursed to sign. You cannot kill me. Killing me does