Chapter 4

I took Leo back to the Sterling estate and started organizing the evidence against Marcus.

Coincidentally, the Sterling family still had an active joint venture contract with Foster Industries. I took the termination papers and drove straight to their headquarters.

But the moment I walked into the lobby, I ran straight into Mia.

She looked much more exhausted and withered than she did years ago.

The moment she recognized me, pure hatred flashed across her face.

"Vivian Sterling? You actually have the nerve to show your face here again."

I tried to walk past her, having no desire to speak to her.

But she stepped sideways, blocking my path.

"You just got back to the city and you're already running to Marcus? Are you really that desperate?"

"What? Are you here to scream and beg for a title again, just like last time?"

I ignored her insults, held up the folder, and looked her in the eyes.

"I am here today as the representative of the Sterling family to terminate our contract."

When Mia saw the official legal documents in my hand, her smug attitude instantly crumbled.

She tried to say something else to save face, but I pushed right past her and stepped into the elevator.

When I entered the CEO’s office, Marcus looked up. Joy instantly flooded his face.

"Vivian! I knew you didn't hate me. I literally just ordered a bouquet of roses to be sent to your place this afternoon."

I sat across from him, feeling nothing but annoyance.

"Marcus, I warned you. If you keep harassing me, I will use my family’s entire network to pull you down from your pedestal."

"Don't forget, your half-brothers are still watching you like vultures, waiting for you to slip up."

Marcus laughed it off.

"Vivian, I know you don't have the heart to do that. I know you're just saying angry words because you're still hurt."

He stood up and walked over, trying to grab my hand.

"Sweetheart, please stop fighting with me. Let’s get remarried, okay?"

I let out a cold, mocking laugh. "We were never legally married. How can we get remarried?"

He froze. Before he could speak, his secretary rushed in, breathless.

"Mr. Foster, Miss Miller is acting up again. She’s in the lobby cutting her wrists... there's a lot of blood."

Marcus’s first instinct was to bolt out of the room, but then he looked back at me.

"Vivian, stay here. I’m just going down to check on her. Wait for me."

I watched him run out, finding the whole scene utterly hilarious.

This was the man who claimed he had been living in agony ever since I left.

Even when I was standing right in front of him, his first choice was still that other woman.

I looked at the documents on the desk. My job wasn't done yet; I couldn't leave without his signature.

I waited until the sun began to set before he finally returned.

Seeing me still sitting in his office, his eyes lit up with hope again.

"Vivian, you’re still here. I knew it..."

"Sign the papers, Marcus. I don't have time to waste with you."

Leo had been calling me on SnapChat over and over, and my anxiety was rising.

"I’m not signing it!"

Furious, I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm with terrifying force.

"You say you don't love me, but why did you wait for me for so long?"

"You're just bitter. You're waiting for me to explain everything, aren't you?"

Looking at his delusional face, I felt a wave of nausea. I violently wrenched my arm free and ran for the exit.

But the office door was locked from the outside.

I pulled out my phone to call the police, but someone was already knocking frantically on the door.

"Mr. Foster! There's a man downstairs. He’s here for Mrs. Sterling!"

Ethan? Ethan was here!

I pounded on the door frantically, but Marcus grabbed my hands, pinning them behind my back to stop me.

"Throw him out," Marcus ordered through the intercom, his voice cold.

But the door was suddenly kicked open with a deafening crash. Ethan walked in, holding a tactical pocket knife pressed against the assistant's neck.

"Throw me out? You think you have the balls?"