Chapter 42

Vivian locked all the doors and lay back down on the bed. Maybe it was because Logan had left, but she slept especially soundly this time. The next day, Vivian made herself breakfast. As she ate, she scrolled through the latest financial news from Durmont on her phone. An unlisted number came in, and her grip on her phone tightened slightly. Even without a contact name, she knew this number all too well. She frowned at the string of digits for a long while. Just before the ringtone was about to stop, she swiped to answer. A voice she hadn't heard in nearly seven years came through the phone. It was familiar, yet strangely distant. "Vivi, it's Dad. I'm on a business trip passing through Baymoor. I heard you're getting married, so I wanted to see you. Are you free right now? Could you come out to meet me?" Vivian frowned, and a trace of emotion leaked into her cool, clear gaze. "Address." Derrick Hartwell readily gave her an address. Vivian glanced down at the time. It was stil