Chapter 119

"Vincent, I'd like to speak with Susan alone."

Candy's voice was feather-light, yet it made Vincent King's brow furrow slightly. He glanced at his watch before nodding.

"Ten minutes."

Candy's fingers twisted the hem of her dress absently until Vincent disappeared around the staircase. She took a deep breath and turned to Susan Thompson.

Susan leaned against the wall, her forehead beaded with sweat from the sharp pain in her stomach. She just wanted to leave.

"Susan."

Candy suddenly grabbed her wrist with surprising force.

"Let go."

Susan tried to pull away, but the pain left her weak.

"Stop pretending to be innocent," Candy hissed, a flicker of madness in her eyes. "Vincent postponed our engagement party because of you. How dare you deny seducing him?"

Susan scoffed. "Get help."

"I hate that look on your face!" Candy abruptly released her and stepped back. "Who do you think you are? Just Andrew Lucas's discarded trash. You're not fit to compete with me."

Susan ignored her and turned to leave.

A scream pierced the air.

Susan whirled around just in time to see Candy tumbling down the stairs, her white dress blooming with bright red stains.

Vincent rushed forward as Susan instinctively reached out.

"Candy!"

He gathered the bloodied woman into his arms, his expression darkening dangerously.

"Vincent... our baby..." Candy weakly clutched his collar. "I wanted... to surprise you..."

Vincent froze. Two months ago, when he'd regained his memories, they had...

"She pushed me..." Candy's tears mixed with blood. "She said... she'd make me suffer..."

Susan stood rooted to the spot as murderous intent crystallized in Vincent's gaze.

"It wasn't me."

Her denial was drowned out by Candy's sobs.

Vincent lifted Candy and shot Susan one last look before leaving. That single glance plunged her into an icy abyss.

Roger Davis appeared behind her without warning, his grip like iron around her wrist.

"Miss Thompson, come with me."

The staff kept their heads down, pretending not to see anything.

As the car door slammed shut, Susan met Candy's triumphant gaze in the rearview mirror. Vincent's profile was as cold and sharp as a blade.