Chapter 3

My pupils constricted as water droplets and cold sweat ran down my back.

Seeing my hesitation, Vivian's suspicion grew. "Do I need to do it myself?"

I kept backing away, my heart in my throat, not daring to take a single breath.

Just as the situation reached a critical point, Vivian's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she broke into an excited smile.

She cleared her throat and answered sweetly, "Sebastian."

Hearing my brother-in-law's name, my relaxed nerves instantly tensed up again. The heart that had just settled back down leapt right back into my throat. Even my hair stood on end in fear.

What if Sebastian asked about last night...

Watching Vivian's expression change as she spoke, my emotions rollercoastered along with her facial expressions.

Thankfully, I managed to get through this crisis without incident.

After showering, I went downstairs to find Vivian pensively examining a tube of ointment.

I tried to quietly slip past, but Vivian caught me with a glance and blocked my way.

She raised her arm as if to hit me, but I nimbly dodged.

"You dare dodge?" Vivian's face turned ashen as she demanded loudly, "Tell me! What exactly did you do last night? Why did Sebastian bring me this?"

Looking at the ointment in front of me, I wracked my brains and came up with a seemingly convincing lie.

Seeing Vivian buy my story, I finally let out a sigh of relief.

Vivian handed me the ointment and went back to scrolling on her phone.

Just when I thought I'd made it safely through the day, Vivian's calm voice exploded in my ears: "Find an opportunity to sleep with Sebastian."

Excuse me? I always feel out of sync with this world because I'm not twisted enough. Vivian keeps pushing the boundaries of my understanding of her.

I couldn't help but mock her, "Is sis afraid Sebastian will find out you're not pure anymore?"

Thinking of Vivian's endless string of boyfriends and her debauched lifestyle as a spoiled rich girl, it seemed to make sense.

"Want me to smack that smart mouth of yours?" she threatened, avoiding my question.

I didn't push it. "Sis, have you forgotten? I'm not a virgin either. That time..."

"I'll take you to get it fixed," Vivian interrupted coldly, as if everything was under her control.

"Why don't you go yourself? Or is sis planning another 'caught in the act' scene?" I said lightly, as if just making casual conversation.

Vivian's face changed. She tossed out a "mind your own business" and left.

The next morning before dawn, Vivian burst into my room, threw some clothes on me, and dragged me to a sketchy back-alley clinic.

I snapped wide awake, looking at Vivian in disbelief, silently questioning her with my eyes.

Vivian instantly understood my meaning and said dismissively, "We didn't come to the wrong place. We can't leave any records that might raise suspicion."

I dawdled as I walked through the door, about to turn back and come clean to Vivian, when I heard her tell the doctor, "Break it first, then fix it. I paid good money for this."

Vivian was still as malicious towards me as ever.

But I had actually slept with Sebastian, so there was no need for any "fixing." Looks like I'd have to use some tricks.

I picked up the scalpel and twirled it expertly, pressing it precisely against the doctor's neck. It was easy enough to get him to agree to play along with me.

I didn't expect the doctor to be such a coward. I even gained some unexpected intel that gave me a glimpse into Vivian's little secret.

It wasn't a waste to go along with Vivian's scheme after all.

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