Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 436

Despite her venomous insults and relentless screaming, no one stepped forward to carry her.

Everyone knew exactly how dangerous this trail was. The rain was blinding, and one wrong step in the slick mud could send them plummeting off the cliff to their deaths.

In a survival situation, it was every man for himself. They knew the paycheck was good, but it meant nothing if they were dead. No one was going to risk their neck to indulge her princess complex. They focused solely on keeping themselves alive.

Furious and completely out of options, Vivienne had to bite her tongue. Swallowing her explosive rage, she dragged her exhausted body behind the group, stumbling forward one miserable step at a time.

After what felt like an eternity of agonizing torment, the group finally stumbled into the rural village where the patient lived.

By the time they arrived, Vivienne's flawless, glamorous image was utterly destroyed. She looked like an absolute wreck.

Her expensive clothes were smeared with thick mud, torn at the edges from jagged thorns, and hung off her frame in a soggy, pathetic mess. Her perfectly styled hair was plastered against her skull by the freezing rain and sweat, making her look disheveled and completely lifeless.

Ignoring her ruined appearance, she immediately demanded someone track down the local leader to guide them to the patient's house.

Having been thoroughly bribed beforehand, Mayor Henderson treated her like royalty. He practically bent over backward, offering her hot tea and asking if she needed to rest.

But Vivienne had zero patience. "Save the pleasantries. Just take us to the house right now."

The Mayor flinched, instinctively taking a step back as panic flashed in his eyes. He had assumed the city girl would be soft and easy to manage. He never expected this level of explosive hostility. Her overbearing arrogance left him entirely suffocated.

Seeing his hesitation, Vivienne's tone turned ice-cold as she issued an absolute command. "Take me to them. Right. Now. I don't care if they want us there or not. I am conducting that interview today."

Terrified, Mayor Henderson swallowed his objections. Nodding quickly, he led the furious, unyielding Vivienne and her miserable crew deeper into the village.

Although the family technically lived in the same community, their house was entirely isolated. It sat at the farthest, most desolate edge of a ravine, far away from the other villagers. Surrounded by overgrown weeds, there wasn't even a proper path leading up to it.

Trudging up the steep, rocky slope, Vivienne's already foul mood plummeted to a dangerous new low.