The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 405

Chapter 405 Vivi Knew She was Patsy

The thought made Sean excited.

He gave up sleeping and headed straight to Vivi’s ward at the hospital, then pushed the door and entered as if no one was inside.

Vivi Was trying to get some rest. She jumped at the sight of him and tightened her clothes. “What do you want?” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Sean mocked her sarcastically. “You weren’t much of a looker before you were defaced, and you look even worse now. Don’t be so self–sentimental.”

Vivi hated others mentioning her face right now. She thought of all the insults she could think of at Sean.

She dared not resist and said coldly. “What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Who let you in? What if Boris sees you?”

“He’s here?” Sean asked knowingly.

Vivi gritted her teeth. “No!”

Everyone knew that Boris was staying with her at the hospital. But she, in fact, did not know where he was.

He visited her every afternoon for about ten minutes, then disappeared.

Sean looked at her. “I’ll tell you a story, then.”

Vivi had no idea what he meant. But in her eyes, Sean was a maniac and never played by the book..

She knew she had no chance against a raging maniac, so she conceded. “Fine then.”

Sean sneered. “Ever heard of Erkan Lewis?”

Vivi nodded. “You mean the dead guy?”

She wanted to marry Boris, so she memorized everything about his family and could recall at ease.

Sean shook his head, then pointed at himself. “No, I am Erkan.”

“What?” Vivi was shocked. “That’s not funny, Sean!”

Sean scoffed, then spoke the tale of the bone marrow transplant from seven years ago, the infighting of the Lewis family five years ago, about how Boris made attempts at his life, and he had no choice but to pay off the doctor to fake his own death with a fake body and a forged death certificate, then snuck away from Boris.

Vivi was dumbstruck.

“If that comes as a shock,” said Sean, “wait till you hear this. What if I tell you that Boris never liked you, and it was a sham from the start when he brought you from abroad and announced your engagement? Wouldn’t you be even more shocked to learn that he decided to have you as his patsy from that moment forth?”

Vivi was at a loss for words. “What… What do you mean?”

Sean just smiled.

Vivi yelled madly. “Speak sense! What sham, what patsy? What the hell are you talking about?”

“It began with a mail one year ago.”

The night was long, and Vivi got more frightened the more she heard, and she was at a loss for words for a long time after Sean finished.

“Tut, tut,” Sean looked at her and shook his head. “Truth be told, I was indeed the one that kidnapped you, but it was all because of Boris. If you weren’t affiliated with him… No, if he hadn’t gone public about you, I wouldn’t have directed my hatred towards him on you, and everything else wouldn’t have happened.”

“You… You animal!” Vivi maniacally yelled. “You’re all animals!”

“You only have Boris to blame!” Sean stirred her up. “He hurt you for the woman he cared most about without a conscience; he must die!”

Vivi always thought Boris treated her quite weird.

Did Boris like her? He kept his distance. Didn’t he like her? He kept showing her off in front of everyone.

Now after hearing Sean’s tale, it all made sense.

Of course!

She remembered Boris came to her at the villa that time, when she called Ziana a homewrecker.

He was so intimidating back then; it still made her shudder at the thought of it now.

“You still have some use for me,” he said as he left.

She never understood what she meant until now. He needed her… to be his patsy.

Why?

And for what?

“Why!” She squealed, her hands slapping on the bed. “Why did he do this to me! How could he do this to me!”

“Heh. You’re not seriously thinking him a good guy, are you?” Sean whispered in her car. “He’s responsible for agony, your misfortune. He hurt you without conscience to protect Ziana. Are you gonna just submit and let him go like that?”

“No!” Vivi maliciously growled. “I’ll have him dead! I’ll have Ziana dead!”

“Excellent!” Sean narrowed his eyes. “Now, do something for me. When it’s done, both Boris and Ziana will be dead before you.

Vivi clenched her fists and said maniacally. “Yes, dead! Both dead! I want them both dead!”

Two days later.

Ziana received Vivi’s message on the phone.

[Bitch! Why are you still seducing Boris when you’re divorced from him? Give Boris back, please!]

She frowned and deleted the message.

But right then, another message appeared.

[Do you know how sweet he and I used to be? How loving we were? Miss Scott, I want to see you about Boris. Give him back to me, please! I saved his life, and you took him away from me. Have you no shame at all?]

Ziana wanted to ignore her, yet almost every word of these messages incurred her wrath.

She wanted to know what went on between Boris and Vivi back when she lost her memories.

She anted to know if he really did love others as he loved her back when they forgot about each other.

The same weakness of a woman ran inside her, however outstanding she became.

When a woman started to care, she unconsciously began to fuss over and compare.

She’d begun to fuss over whether she was unique and irreplaceable in the eyes of the love of her life.

To fuss over if he would love another the same way as her, after herself.

She wanted very much to know.

Besides.

Like hell, Vivi Colin saved his life.

For three years, she kept Boris in her lies. Wasn’t that enough?

And now Vivi was gonna drag Ziana in as well?

Sorry mate.

She would not stand for this.

Ziana typed in and sent a reply with a poker face.

[Time and address.]

Vivi wanted to scream when she received the reply.

She forwarded the exact address given by Sean to Ziana.

Ziana drove away from the villa alone and headed for the rendezvous point.