The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 487

"Raymond, enough!" Joseph snapped, his voice dangerously cold. He slammed the down button for the elevator and tightened his grip on Vivica's wrist, as if shielding her from Raymond's desperate pressure.

Raymond saw the murderous look in Joseph's eyes and knew he had crossed a line.

But hearing Hillary's agonizing sobs echoing down the hall broke his heart. As the elevator doors slid open and Vivica stepped forward to leave, Raymond panicked. He reached out and grabbed her free arm.

At that exact moment, Hillary tore herself away from Cheryl's protests. Ripping the IV from her arm without a second thought for the blood dripping down her hand, she forced her fragile body out into the hallway.

"Vivica! Vivica... please don't go! Just let me look at you! Just one look..."

Hillary's desperate cries acted like a catalyst, making Vivica's instinct to bolt even stronger. She violently wrenched her arm out of Raymond's grasp and stepped into the elevator with Joseph.

The heavy metal doors slid shut, instantly muffling the chaos outside.

As the car descended, leaving the heartbreaking wails far behind, Vivica finally remembered how to breathe.

Joseph was holding their son with one arm and keeping a firm, protective grip on her hand with the other. Seeing how completely zoned out she was, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze to bring her back to reality.

Feeling the warmth of his touch, Vivica turned to him and forced a weak, fragile smile. "I'm okay..."

Chaim, sweet as ever, looked up with his big innocent eyes and said in his soft little voice, "Mommy, Grandma said we have to be super happy for the holidays."

Vivica's smile grew a little more genuine as she affectionately pinched her son's cheek. "You're right. Super happy. Look at my sweet boy, already knowing how to comfort his mom."

When the family of three stepped out of the hospital, getting back to the hotel suddenly became an issue.

Joseph was about to call someone to bring them a car, but Vivica already had her phone out. "I'll just grab us an Uber. It's faster."

The car eased under the hotel canopy and stopped.

"Mr. Baird," Raymond called out, practically leaping out of the driver's seat and rushing over.

Joseph glared at him, his voice laced with a lethal warning. "If you try to pressure her again, I promise you, things are going to get very ugly."

"No, no, that's not it," Raymond backpedaled, his face flashing with genuine guilt. He knew exactly what Joseph was thinking. "I'm not here to harass Vivica. I was just terrified that the two of you were going to pack up and leave in a fit of anger..."

Raymond had rushed over in an absolute panic, convinced they were heading straight for the airport. But seeing Joseph standing there with a set of car keys meant they were planning to stay and do some sightseeing. A wave of immense relief washed over him.

"We didn't come all this way just for your family," Joseph replied coolly, intentionally putting him in his place. "The weather down south is nice this time of year. We brought our son here for a vacation."

Raymond offered a placating smile. "Of course, I completely understand. The warm weather down here is perfect for recovering, and it's a beautiful time of year to visit."