Chapter 44 Vivian's Torment

"Grandma Jacobson, we can discuss those matters later. You should rest now." Vivian Donovan felt deeply honored by the elder matriarch's fondness. "Still 'Grandma Jacobson'? Just call me Grandma now!" Madam Jacobson corrected her. Vivian chuckled at her stubbornness. "Alright, Grandma. I'll step out—please rest." She rose and left the ward. Bernard Jacobson looked concerned. "The doctor advised you to talk less and rest more." "I know. You should leave too." Madam Jacobson shot Bernard a glance and waved him off dismissively, clearly annoyed. He said nothing more, turned, and left, closing the door behind him. In the corridor, Vivian stood at the elevator, waiting. Bernard strode over, and just as the elevator doors opened and she moved to step in, he yanked her back. "Hey! Bernard Jacobson, what are you doing?" She struggled as he gripped her wrist tightly. He dragged her into the stairwell, pinning her against the wall. His cold, proud face carried a chilling edge. "Deliberately sche