Chapter 735
Ronald had just tackled a thorny issue at work when he arrived home. Pushing open the front door, he barely managed to call
out for K when he noticed several people sitting in his living room. His heart skipped a beat. "Vivienne, Mr. Ellington, what
brings you here? Is there some news about K?"
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Carrying his briefcase over, K handed him a ss of water while Carl, who had finally gotten a chance toe home, had
pushed aside a piping hot breakfast for the gathering.
Vivienne observed everything with a knowing look. She realized Ronald must have already filled Carl in.
The remaining three Brooks siblings were now, at least, living together harmoniously.
"| just came to check in, no big deal," she said, tapping the armrest of the sofa and tilting her chin towards the android in the
corner.
Almost immediately, Ronald''s rxed demeanor shifted, "Vivienne, believe me, I''ve destroyed all those things. Not one left!"
At this point, K also spoke in defense of Ronald, "Vivienne, is there some kind of misunderstanding?"
K had been asking this since Thomas came in carrying that thing, but Vivienne had refused to exin until Ronald returned,
and K was left with no choice but to wait.
Seeing Ronald''s anxious expression, Carlmented dryly, "Vivienne, | admit my brother was a jerk before. But he had his.
reasons, and look at him now, fighting so hard to live. That thing over there, it can''t be his doing."
There was an unexpected unity among them.
Vivienne raised an eyebrow, innocently spreading her hands, "Who said it was his doing? Why the panic?"
The Brooks trio exchanged looks, their expressions screaming that they were expecting some sort of interrogation.
Percival watched with an amused grin as Vivienne teased the Brooks siblings, his eyes filled with indulgence.
Thomas and Anna, standing by, were torn between calling out Vivienne''s wicked sense of humor orughing at the Brooks
siblings’ baffled looks.
Rubbing her temples, Vivienne said with a sigh, "| was just bored and thought I''d drop by."
Ronald, Carl, and K were silent for a few seconds before K spoke up, "Do you even believe that yourself?"
Vivienne sighed. "Am | that uncredible?"
"What do you think?"
Ever since the Brooks family’s crisis, Vivienne’s visits had been rare, and each one heralded some impending issue. Her im to
just be visiting, especially with an android in tow, was met with disbelief.
Vivienne pressed her lips together, clearly not expecting to be disbelieved. "Okay, fine, | do have something to tell you."
At her words, the siblings tensed up instantly.
Speechless, Vivienne looked at Ronald and said, "Lauren wants to see you."
Ronald stood abruptly, his face a mix of shock and hope. "Really?"
Carl and K were both surprised. "Who''s Lauren?" they asked simultaneously.
Ahint of redness appeared on Ronald''s face at their question. He had never told his family about Lauren. Thus, he coughed
awkwardly and said to them, "I''ll exin in the future."
Then, he turned to Vivienne. "Vivienne, does Lauren really want to see me? When and where? Is it just to meet, or is something
wrong? Should I..."
He was clearly overwhelmed by the prospect of seeing Lauren.
"She wants to meet you tomorrow at noon at the café," Vivienne said, trying to maintain patience. "She didn''t say why. Just ask
her yourself."
Ronald bit his lip, then looked up determinedly, "Why wouldn''t she contact me directly?”
Was she trying to distance herself from him?
Vivienne''s gaze darkened slightly, "You''ll find out when you get there."
With a heavy heart, Ronald watched as Vivienne left the Brooks house, nonchntly scanning the surroundings before getting
into a car with Percival.
"To the Edwards family?" he heard her say.
"The Edwards family?" Percival echoed in confusion. "Aren''t we going for lunch first?"
Vivienne shook her head, "Vance Edwards has gotten wind of my mom being targeted. They want a word with me, so it can''t be
helped."
Percival chuckled. "So those incessant calls yesterday were from them? Well, let''s skip that. What are you in the mood for? I''ll
take you out."
If it weren''t for those guys yesterday, he would have been so close to taking a bath with Vivienne! They thought they could call
Vivienne back to question her? No way!
Their meal, however, was interrupted by a phone call. Vivienne frowned at the unknown number but answered anyway.
Victoria''s brash voice came through, "Vivienne, I''m warning you, hand over the secret form, or Kaitlyn gets it!"
Vivienne paused mid-bite. "Let me hear Kaitlyn''s voice."
“I''m not negotiating!" Victoria''s voice choked up, then grew louder, "If you don''t believe me, call the Littletons right now!"
Her voice was ice-cold, "Kaitlyn is in my grasp, and if you don''t want her to end up in a body bag, hand over the goods within the
hour!"
"Send me the address."
Vivienne watched as her meal was getting cold and had no patience to continue the conversation with Victoria.
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Percival hadn''t caught the details of the other side''s conversation. Regardless, he had no objections to Vivienne''s request.
After he assigned Thomas to arrange backup, he asked, "What''s going on?"
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meal, "Victoria aes she''s s
Kaitlyn. When (ack wie) Spent he
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Tracing Kaitlyn’s location wasn''t tough.
Within two minutes of Percival''s instructions, his contact replied, "Kaitlyn''s at the suburban mall, and my people are on their way
there."
Who conducts a kidnapping handoff at a mall?
Relieved by the news, Vivienne found her forkful of braised meat even more sulent.
Percival adored watching her let her guard down, showing a little girl-like vulnerability.
He kept feeding her, only asionally stealing a bite for himself.
In a dpidated warehouse on the outskirts of Rivenwood.
With a p, Victoria crushed a mosquito feasting on her leg.
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