The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 185

The next day was Saturday. Although Vivica's back injury was far from healed, she woke up early. Joseph had told her they needed to move out as soon as possible so the apartment could be listed for sale, and she intended to get started.

However, she was surprised by an early morning call from Joseph's chief secretary, Fannie.

"Ms. Lynn," Fannie said politely over the phone, "Mr. Baird instructed me to tell you not to trouble yourself with coming over. I've brought a team to coordinate with the moving company. You can just go directly to the Greenbelt Villa when you're ready."

Fannie’s tone was so deferential, it was as if she were speaking to the lady of the house. Vivica felt a pang of embarrassment. Her relationship with Joseph was already awkward enough, somewhere in a gray area of quasi-family. Now, with the sibling arrangement, it was even more complicated.

"I should probably come, though," Vivica insisted. "With a small child, things are a bit chaotic." She was also uncomfortable with the idea of strangers packing up her personal belongings and clothes.

"It's no problem at all," Fannie said, maintaining her professional courtesy. "We have professional organizers. Mr. Baird mentioned your back injury and was very clear that you are not to do any bending or lifting."

Vivica was amazed at Joseph's thoroughness. But she also wondered what his secretary must think of their relationship, given his detailed instructions. Deciding her aching back was more important than her pride, she relented. "Alright, then. Thank you for your trouble."

"Not at all, Ms. Lynn."

Her apartment had a keyless entry system, so Vivica gave Fannie the code. She then settled in to spend some more time with Chaim at the hospital, planning to head to the new house later. She assumed the move would go smoothly, but about half an hour later, Fannie called again.

"Ms. Lynn, there are people in your apartment, and they won't let the movers inside," Fannie said, sounding distressed.

Vivica was taking Chaim downstairs for some fresh air. "In my apartment?" she asked, shocked. "Who?"

On the other end of the line, before Fannie could describe the man and woman in front of her, Dylan Sanford’s voice roared, "I'm living in my son's house! It's my right! I'd like to see anyone try to throw me out!"

The bellow was so loud that Vivica could hear it clearly through the phone. She was stunned.

"Ms. Lynn, I believe it's your former father-in-law and his daughter," Fannie explained. "There's also another woman with a little girl in the living room."

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