Spencer's POV:

 

I had been looking for Vivian in the bar for a long time, but I couldn't find her anywhere. With every passing second, I was getting even more upset.

 

Thus, I pulled one of the waiters and asked, "Have you seen Vivian?"

 

The waiter shook his head blankly.

 

"Find her," I commanded. Having said that, I turned around and went to Vivian's room, but there was nobody inside.

 

Moments later, the waiter rushed into the room and stammered, "Sir, I... I called Vivian."

 

Impatiently, I asked, "And then? Tell me!"

 

The waiter was startled by the sudden rise of my voice.

 

Realizing that I was losing control, I took a deep breath. "Sorry about that."

 

Given that the waiter was frightened, he hurriedly answered my question. "A man answered Vivian's phone, saying that she was singing."

 

"Did he say where she is?" I asked.

 

The waiter said with uncertainty, "He didn't say, but it sounds like she's at a club."

 

I stared at him with unblinking eyes and stood rooted to my spot.

 

"Hang on. I'll go check again, sir!" The waiter trembled and ran away.

 

I was becoming more and more frustrated. To alleviate my frustration, I splashed some cold water onto my face, but it still didn't work.

 

A few minutes later, the waiter returned. "She's at the Havana Club, sir."

 

wasting another second, I grabbed my car keys and

 

I arrived

 

door, Vivian appeared in my sight and took my breath

 

stage, and she was practically sparkling beneath the spotlight. It looked like she was immersed in her performance, sweeping her eyes across the

 

looked at her. But when I saw

 

grabbed one of the waiters and said, "Once the lady finishes

 

he stared at me for a long time. It appeared as though he was

 

wanting to give him a chance to refuse, I added, "Hurry the fuck

 

Right away!" The waiter seemed to be frightened. He staggered away and rushed to the

 

a cold glance before making a detour to the back of the

 

singing stopped and the lights

 

at the back

 

me here, but

 

of her when I entered the club, so I just now realized that she was wearing a long slim dress

 

much? Why did she dress up this well knowing

 

are you trying to do?" I asked through gritted

 

sing with my friends for fun. Is

 

"For fu

Seriously? Is that how you view our relationship?" I

 

enough to charm me. Not a minute later, she stood face to face with me, looking directly into

 

inches away from mine,

 

even angrier. "Do you have a crush on the rich young man out there, so

 

"If Lee actually likes me, it'll be my honor to date him,"

 

suppress my

 

Vivian's POV:

 

that Spencer left, but when I watched him storm away,

 

went back to my original seat, lost in thought. Suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist. I stumbled

 

I looked up at him,

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