Chapter 52

Chapter 52:
He smiled gently, brushing away the last of her tears before changing into scrubs, carefully disinfecting his hands, and heading into the emergency room.
No sooner had he stepped inside than alarms began to ring out from the monitors.
“Her heart rate is falling fast—get the defibrillator ready! Find out if her family is outside—we need a signature on the critical care consent form!” A wave of panic swept through the emergency room.
Meanwhile, the Aston Martin glided to a stop at the entrance of Vivian’s apartment complex.
Inside the car, Vivian quietly studied Brandon’s face, watching him out of the corner of her eye.
Brandon always knew how to keep his feelings hidden, never revealing any hint of happiness or frustration. The source of thɪs content is
In the world of business, even his toughest competitors, backed by the best teams, struggled to guess what he was thinking.
When Watson Group faced its most challenging period, Brandon stepped up and made every major decision. He drove the company to pivot from its traditional business model and pushed it into the tech industry, leading Watson Group to the top and making it a leader in the field. Brandon’s talent had always been proven by action, not just words.
Vivian never believed she could have complete control over Brandon. She only wanted to outshine Millie, and that would be enough. Right now, that seemed possible. Millie was still at the hospital, and Vivian sat in the passenger seat of Brandon’s luxury car. She believed that was a win already.
When Brandon tapped his fingers lightly against the steering wheel and didn’t move to get out, Vivian spoke up. “We’re here.”
“Alright,” Brandon answered, but still made no move to leave the car.
Vivian hesitated for a moment before asking, her voice soft and unsure, “Brandon, aren’t you going to walk me upstairs?” Her invitation was clear. She was asking him into her home, no extra words needed.
He stopped drumming his fingers and looked straight at Vivian.
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For a moment, he just studied her face without saying a word.
Vivian’s heart began to beat faster.
After a few seconds, Brandon replied, “I’m a little tired tonight.”
Vivian gave a gentle nod, choosing not to push further.
An awkward silence stretched between them.
Brandon finally spoke. “Go inside and get some rest.”
“Alright,” Vivian remarked, her voice quiet.
At last, Brandon walked Vivian to the elevator.
The doors closed, and the elevator carried her up to her floor.
Once she arrived, she stood by the window, watching as Brandon made his way back to his car. The hint of victory in her eyes was unmistakable. Her thoughts drifted back to what she had done earlier when she first learned about Millie’s pregnancy.
Four hours earlier, at eight in the evening, Vivian had been inside her studio.
She stood up so suddenly upon reading the message that she startled the caregiver nearby, who couldn’t understand why Vivian, who had been so pleased with herself seconds ago, was now so unsettled.
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