Hearing that, Ronald chuckled—a chuckle laced with arrogance and confidence.

“Protégé? He’s not even in my league!” Ronald’s eyes danced with mockery.

Vivienne nodded in agreement. “True. Compared to you, his tactics are lacking.”

Ronald’s brow arched, the smirk on his face growing more profound. “It seems you’re quite familiar with my affairs.”

“Only bits and pieces.” Vivienne’s voice was soft, devoid of excess emotion. “A man who aims to dethrone F-Poison and become the new power behind the GTO certainly plays a different game from someone like Scott, who only knows how to obey.”

Since she had walked in, Vivienne had maintained a cool and aloof demeanor, leaving one to wonder what was really on her mind.

“So, what brings you here today? Coming to capture me?” Ronald asked with a smile, utterly composed and not showing the slightest sign of panic.

“What makes you think you can catch me? Having taken Scott’s place, I won’t make the same inept mistakes he did.”

Vivienne lifted her gaze to Ronald, her smile deepening. Then, she patted Kala on the shoulder. “Kala, we need to talk. Why don’t you head upstairs?”

“I…” Kala didn’t want to leave.

The Brooks family had seen one mishap after another, and just when things had settled, trouble found Ronald again.

She didn’t want to face it anymore! But judging by Vivienne’s demeanor, she wouldn’t leave until this issue was resolved.

Kala pressed her lips together, not uttering another word, and turned to go upstairs.

Once Kala was gone, Vivienne turned back to Ronald. She took a sip of her drink and said evenly, “I’m not here to nab you.”

Ronald paused, then raised an eyebrow. “Not here to nab me?”

scoff. “That doesn’t sound like

just smiled. “What do you think

“would typically have the Brooks Mansion surrounded, tight as a drum, ready to

a strand of hair behind her ear and said, “And if I asked, would you tell

declared without a moment’s hesitation. “In fact, by now, Percival should

eyebrow. “You are definitely smarter than

tend to

lightly, leaning back on the couch, her words casual. “But

narrowed slightly, but he remained

quiet, her gaze lowered. Ronald could not fathom

broken only by the wind rattling

been destroyed, I presume.

stood up and walked towards the

after her.

with icy eyes. “Ronald, being smart is good, but if you drag the entire Brooks family down as collateral for your folly, that’s beyond

Ronald froze. “You!”

against Scott and Judith is just that—personal. Your parents, Carl, and Kala, don’t share your hatred. Don’t impose

his eyes hollow. “I knew you were clever. I thought after

the living

death; the other captured Lauren for GTO’s virus experiments. I hate them, and I hate F-Poison even more. Lauren is dead, and I want them all to

stealthily gave her a drug that drove her mad. After her

“You must have

nor

the funeral arrangements to Ronald, who chose not to cremate her but to take her to a deserted hill and

was aware of this but had chosen

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