The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 459

"What is that supposed to mean? Selena, are you going back on your word?" Vivian's face shifted abruptly, a flare of anger surfacing in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not backing out. I said I'd return the money, and I will." I immediately set her mind at ease before spinning the narrative. "However, this money came straight from Ferris's account. Naturally, if I'm returning it, it has to go back to his account. It cannot be wired to you, Mrs. Sterling."

Millions of dollars was no chump change.

How could I casually transfer such a massive sum to someone else?

Moreover, Ferris gave me this cash to buy out my freedom to marry and date for the rest of my life—a completely forced transaction. If I wired the money to Vivian's account now, what would stop Ferris from denying the entire thing later?

I had to protect myself from future liabilities.

Vivian's brows pulled together in a tight knot. She stayed silent for a long moment before finally nodding. "Fine. Send it back to Ferris's account."

Mr. Mercer immediately helped me lift the transfer limit. Without a shred of hesitation, I punched in my PIN, and the transaction was successful.

A massive boulder was lifted off my chest, and I felt my body physically relax.

Vivian immediately dragged me back into the car, heading toward our next destination: Port Capital Property Bureau.

While on the road, Lucille dialed me via video chat. I scowled, opting to answer with just audio. "What's wrong?"

"Selena, where are you? Why aren't you turning on the camera?" On the other end, Lucille was standing in a hospital corridor, her face lined with anxiety.

"I'm out," I replied, instantly tensing up. "What happened? Did something go wrong with Uncle Silas?"

"Silas is fine. I'm asking about you. Where are you right now?" Lucille demanded relentlessly.

My racing heart settled down, but there was no way in hell I was telling her where I was. "I'm grabbing food with a friend, it's not a good time. I'll call you back later."

"Are you really eating, Selena? Let me tell you, you..." Lucille tried to keep badgering, but I had already hung up.

Plus, Ferris and I were supposed to finalize the divorce today. He needed to be here.

I absolutely had to see Ferris.

I was just about to argue when a painfully familiar voice rang out from behind me. "Selena, I knew you were doing something stupid again!"

It was Lucille.

What was she doing here?

Vivian and I whipped our heads around, but right behind Lucille, I spotted another familiar, towering figure.

Ferris was here, too.