Chapter 93

Beneath the video, the person on the other end sent Vivian a message. "Ms. Hartwell, Mr. Shaw asked whether you're satisfied with what happened to Zane." Vivian replied, "Whether I'm satisfied doesn't matter. As long as Mr. Shaw is satisfied." He didn't respond after that. Victor probably wasn't satisfied. After all, his only daughter had suffered for three years because of what had happened. Zane probably wouldn't be able to attend Logan's wedding tomorrow. Vivian didn't want to think about what happened to Zane after tonight. She had another battle to fight tomorrow. After she washed up, Vivian lay in bed. Her thoughts were a mess, but her mind stayed painfully awake. Even when the night outside the window slowly turned into a hazy gray, she still couldn't fall asleep. By the time the makeup artist knocked on her door, she hadn't slept at all. Logan had gotten drunk last night, and Jack had arranged for him to stay in a room downstairs. The makeup artist had woken Logan up