Chapter 217

The woman standing before them was none other than Isabella's biological mother, Victoria Chen.

"Isabella, are you hurt?" Victoria's voice trembled as she noticed the blood on her daughter's neck. "We need to get you to a hospital immediately!"

She scooped Isabella into her arms, her hands shaking as she inspected the wound. Tears blurred her vision.

Victoria had been reviewing case files when the breaking news flashed across her screen. The moment she recognized her daughter in that live broadcast, her blood ran cold.

She abandoned everything and sped to the mall, her heart pounding the entire way.

Thankfully, the injuries were minor—thanks to Vivian's quick thinking.

Victoria had never spared Vivian a second glance before. Now, gratitude overwhelmed her.

"You saved her." Her voice cracked. "If you hadn't been here… I don't even want to think about what could've happened. You didn't just save Isabella—you saved me too. I owe you everything."

Vivian shifted uncomfortably. "Anyone would've done the same. But… thanks."

Victoria wiped her eyes and smirked. "Don't get the wrong idea. I still don't like you. But if you ever need a favor, just ask."

Vivian sighed. Some people were impossible to please.

Then Isabella suddenly squirmed out of Victoria's arms and hid behind Vivian.

"Who are you?" The little girl glared. "Strangers aren't allowed to touch me! I'm calling the police!"

Victoria flinched as if struck.

Vivian squeezed Isabella's hand gently. "She's not a bad person, sweetheart. Look how worried she is about you."

Isabella hesitated, studying the elegant woman. "She seems… familiar. Like someone from my dreams."

Vivian opened her mouth to explain—

"Stop." Victoria's voice turned icy. She crouched to Isabella's eye level. "You're right to be cautious. I'm not a good person. Stay away from me."

She straightened and fixed Vivian with a piercing stare. "Take her to the hospital. And keep your mouth shut about today."

With one last lingering look at Isabella, Victoria turned on her heel and walked away.

Vivian watched her go. That woman carried too many secrets.

Isabella tugged her sleeve. "Who was that? I want to be her friend! Why did she leave?"

Vivian hesitated. "She's… someone very brave. Promise me something, Isabella. No matter what happens, you'll forgive her. Okay?"

Isabella nodded solemnly, though she didn't understand. "Okay."