Chapter 398

Vivian Grant walked out, took a moment to steady herself. She had just wiped the last tear from her face when Vincent Reeves came out of the other room, face dark as a storm. This was the first time Vivian had ever seen such a twisted look on his face. Something unhinged—like a real lunatic. "You’ve seen enough. Now get the hell out," Vincent growled, eyes burning holes into her. The rage pulsed in his blood, screaming at him to tear that girl apart. To punish her in the cruelest way possible. He wanted her to suffer just like her parents—trapped in the same nightmare. But even as those violent thoughts clawed at his mind, some last shred of sanity kept him in check. He couldn’t go through with it. Not unless he wanted a mess too big to clean up—one that even Gregory Knight and Rose Quinn wouldn't be able to contain. And he wasn’t ready to die. Not yet. And he didn’t want Greg or Rose dead either. The Knight family wasn't past saving. And honestly, he still needed that infuriating girl