Chapter 113

Author's POV: Vivian sat alone in her penthouse, dressed in a deep emerald satin robe that shimmered under the warm light. The floor-to-ceiling windows framed the glittering skyline, but her attention was fixed solely on the flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. Her long, manicured fingers wrapped around a porcelain teacup, the steam rising gently as she took a slow, deliberate sip. The news anchor’s voice echoed crisply through the room. “BREAKING: Business Tycoon’s Mother in Critical Condition After Mysterious Car Crash.” A shaky dashcam clip replayed the scene — Logan’s mother’s silver car spinning out of control, tires screeching before smashing into the divider. A still image followed, showing the mangled hood, a firefighter crouching beside it. Vivian turned the volume up. Her cold brown eyes narrowed. The reporter explained the authorities suspected brake failure. “It appears the brakes failed moments before the impact,” the anchor said gravely. “Police are continuing their invest