Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 553

Jayden Chase lounged casually against the headboard, his bare chest exposed to the cool air. He held a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, his voice raspy and careless. "What's the rush? These things take time. You stole the show at the summit, and the whole industry acknowledges your talent now. Isn't that enough progress?"

"How is this enough?" Vivienne's tone was icy. She didn't spare him a single pleasant look. "Besides, I don't have the luxury of wasting time on him. This needs to be wrapped up immediately."

She shot Jayden a sharp glare, her irritation flaring. "And from now on, unless it's an emergency, don't come looking for me. We shouldn't be communicating this much."

The tension in the room thickened instantly.

Jayden's fingers stalled on his cigarette, his lazy smile slowly dissolving. "What, things are just starting to look up for you, and you're already trying to shake me loose? Vivienne, you burn your bridges awful fast."

Vivienne met his predatory gaze without flinching. Her thoughts were pragmatic and unashamed.

She meant every word.

Vivienne's spine stiffened. A flicker of dread passed through her, but she forced her expression to remain coldly indifferent, refusing to back down. Internally, she swore that one day, she would rid herself of this scumbag for good.

Meanwhile, in the Sinclair Group laboratories, Professor Smith stood in front of the main display screen in his crisp white lab coat, analyzing the data flashing before him.

An assistant handed him a fresh batch of test reagents and ventured a question. "Professor, now that we've found WH, why do you seem so unhappy? Finding her was a huge reason you came to New York. You should be thrilled, but you've been looking more and more stressed."