Chapter 960 Vivian''s Scheme
Seeing that her words wouldn''t get through to Lydia in her current state, J walked out of the
ward. When the door clicked shut, Lydia covered her face and broke into sobs.
In truth, Lydia knew that there was truth behind J''s words. The memory of Jethro picking up the
money like crazy and running away was still vivid.
Her husband was not a good man. Before Lydia had gotten pregnant, there were more days than
not that Jethro''s heavy hand made her body its target. The abuse only stopped when she found out
that she was carrying a baby. Jethro restrained himself then.
And yet, despite the suffering she had endured from him, a part of her still screamed that he didn''t
deserve to die the way he did in Brandon''s hands. No matter what kind of criminal he was, Jethro
was still her daughter''s father.
Lydia had always been soft— so much that some people might even call her a coward.
She was a quiet, servile woman who had always heeded her husband''s beck and call. Perhaps it
was also because she depended on him for everything. Now that he was gone, she, too, had lost
any semnce of direction.
Lydia looked down at her daughter and closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I''m sorry, darling..." she slowly uttered to the child in her arms.
The baby, blissfully innocent and uprehending, waved her tiny hands and babbled at her
mother.
J''s heart sank deeper with every step she took away from the ward.
She was pulled out of her despairing thoughts by the ringing from her phone. She looked at the
screen, her brows furrowing at the caller ID.
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Why was Brandon calling her?
Sean must have told him about her visit to the hospital.
J didn''t answer the call, afraid that Brandon would question her. She put the phone back inside
her bag and pretended not to hear anything.
Just as she walked out the hospital gate, a woman wearing a blue baseball cap brushed past her.
The stranger felt familiar for some reason. J was about to take a second look, but she bumped
into a man who was walking towards her.
"What the hell, woman! Don''t you have eyes? You knocked my phone to the ground!" the man
cursed angrily.
"I''m sorry." J apologized and picked up the phone, and then handed it to him. When she looked
back again, the woman was gone.
Was she just seeing things? The woman''s side profile seemed to resemble Vivian.
On one corner, Vivian pressed her back against the wall as she gasped for breath. She then
gingerly poked her head out from her hiding ce to look at the gate of the hospital. J had left.
Vivian stepped out from the corner. She had never expected to run into J.
She remembered the forlorn look on J''s face. It could only mean that J wasn''t able to
persuade Lydia to appear at the press conference to rify the truth.
Relief flooded Vivian. It was a good thing that she was one step ahead. She had already paid
someone to pretend to be an employee from Jethro''s factory and tell Lydia that her husband was
killed by Brandon before J could get to her. It was easy enough to make up a story where
Brandon had bribed the police to shoot Jethro and shut him up for good.
Lydia ate up everything like a fool.
"You couldn''t even deal with a woman and a baby. I didn''t take you for this much of a fool, J,"
Vivian mocked as she walked into the general inpatient building.
"There''s really nothing money can''t fix." Before entering the room, Vivian touched up her makeup
and applied more perfume.
The n was simple. She would make Lydia to change her mindter and then take the credit for
saving Brandon''s reputation. There wouldn''t be anyplications.
Vivian stepped inside the room confidently.
Lydia''s eyes shot to the door as another woman came in. She looked at her new visitor. The woman
wore bold make up, and a strong scent of perfume came from her. Lydia''s nose wrinkled at the
overwhelming smell.
There were no cameramen following this woman. She wasn''t dressed like a reporter either.
Lydia instinctively held her baby closer. "Who sent you here?"