Chapter 523

Those eyes, once bright as flames, now dimmed like embers burning out.

All vitality faded from them.

Vivian saw his hand suddenly go limp.

It slipped from Isabella Sullivan's grasp.

Isabella shuddered violently.

It was as if she understood in an instant.

She shook the child in her arms frantically.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Leo... Leo, what's wrong? Don't sleep... move, please say something to Mommy, don't scare me!"

She shook her son's gradually cooling body desperately.

Her face was as pale as paper.

Her eyes seemed ready to bulge from their sockets.

A piercing wail tore through the roof.

The entire villa echoed with her desperate screams.

A nearby bodyguard, seeing her shake the deceased so wildly, stepped forward.

He spoke in a low voice.

"Miss Sullivan, he's gone. Please stop shaking him. Let him rest in peace."

"While the body is still pliable, lay him flat and straighten him. Otherwise, his limbs may become distorted..."

"You wouldn't want him buried like that, would you?"

"You're lying! He's not dead! He's just tired, he doesn't want to talk!"

Isabella clutched the child tightly, refusing to let anyone near.

She descended into complete hysteria.

Vivian looked away, unable to bear the sight.

Isabella was despicable, but Leo was completely innocent.

To die so tragically made anyone's heart tremble.

She gently tugged at Liam Sullivan's sleeve.

She whispered, "Knock her out. If this continues, she'll truly go mad."

"And that child... don't let him depart looking so disheveled."

Liam nodded.

He walked behind Isabella.

A swift chop to the back of her neck rendered her unconscious.

Isabella went limp and collapsed to the floor.

Liam immediately instructed the bodyguards to arrange Leo's remains properly.

He also ordered someone to deal with the chaotic scene.

Vivian saw him rubbing his temples wearily.

She knew he was troubled.

She took his hand and said softly, "Let's go home."

Liam turned his head, forcing a faint smile at her.

He nodded.

Two days later, Leo was laid to rest.

But the grave held only an empty headstone.

Isabella had taken the ashes and disappeared without a trace.

Liam still held a funeral in the Sullivan family's name.

Because Leo died young and unnaturally, Liam specially invited a priest to recite prayers for his soul.

Vivian didn't know where Isabella had gone.

But after this ordeal, with her son dead and her hopes shattered, Vivian thought Isabella must finally see reason.

Leo's death still caused significant ripples in Seattle.

After all, rumors had persisted that the child was the illicit love child of Isabella and Liam.

Now the truth was revealed, but the child was gone.

It was truly lamentable.

Those who heard the news couldn't help but sigh over the child's tragic fate.

Zachary Hudson, hearing about the incident where Isabella had taken Patriarch Sullivan hostage and caused a scene at the Sullivan estate, immediately called Vivian to check on her.

Vivian smiled over the phone, telling him she was fine and thanking him for his concern.

They chatted briefly before hanging up.

"Who were you talking to?"

Liam walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair.

He came up behind her.

"Zachary Hudson," Vivian answered frankly.

Liam frowned. "You're still in contact with him?"

Vivian raised an eyebrow at him. "Just as friends. What, are you jealous?"