Bye, My Irresistible Love

Spencer's POV: 

I walked swiftly into Vivian's private room, eager.Inside, I proudly raised the black card in front of Vivian, as if I had found something of incredible importance.

"How could you forget such an important thing?" Vivian stared at the black card, her face turning red steadily.

She immediately reached out to grab the card from me, but I deliberately raised it high up, away from her reach.

Vivian jumped several times, swiping her hands for the card, but the difference in our height rendered her efforts vain.

"What's going on? Do you want to destroy the evidence?"

I lowered my head and shot a challenging stare at Vivian, my face incomparably smug.

At this moment, Vivian jumped up once more and grabbed my hand.

The distance between us was immediately shortened, and the tip of my nose almost touched hers.

Vivian's long, curly eyelashes fluttered gently in front of me, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The sight made my heart itch with longing.

"Do you want it that much? Then I'll give it to you."

Vivian let go of my hand and took two steps back, suddenly looking embarrassed.

"Spencer, can you please leave now? I'm still working."

I responded by throwing the card into the trash can right in front of her eyes.

Then, ignoring everything, I sat down and remain unmoved.

"You seem to have forgotten something, Vivian.I'm your boss.I have the right to supervise my employee's work."

My words were too powerful for her to retort.

Vivian was rendered speechless, too angry to speak.

"Wow, you're such a responsible boss."

She bit her lips and rolled her eyes, and tried her best to pretend I wasn't there.

Never had I imagined that it would be this entertaining to make fun of her.

It was so fun, I almost burst into laughter.

The entire time, I just sat there and watched Vivian work quietly.

She deliberately turned to the computer on the desk, which covered her frame and shielded her from my eyes, as if she didn't want me to see her at all.

Unfortunately, as her concentration grew, she gradually relaxed her vigilance.

I watched silently, appreciating the concentration she put in for her work.

When Vivian didn't smile, she looked elegant, like a lone white swan that stood out proudly from her peers.

For Fast update and Novel Query Yet, for some reason, she had a melancholy

wished I could turn into the files in her computer, so that

rose from her seat,

that I was still

realized that I

she spoke casually, there was a trace

more money

of the private room

stay here, I'd really piss her off!

hot during

of wine to quench

arrived there, a particularly eye-catching woman on the dance floor caught

becoming one with the music.Her steps were akin to dancing keys, giving the dynamic rhythm a soft bounce, but without any

the most beautiful

beauty, just like me, and stared fawningly at

leave, their

to time, they would approach her and

the light fell on the woman, her

Immediately, I grew livid.

none other than Vivian! What was wrong with this woman? Why was she so cold only to me? Why was she dancing with so many men passionately? Even though

insane…?" I slammed my wine glass on the table,

bar counter was taken aback

"Vivian's a little crazy in the first place.No

to my private room.I wanted to check my phone and

a gossip claiming that Charles Moore was afraid of his wife, so much that

started making stories on how tough Scarlett could be to

comments, a myriad of thoughts

cold-hearted.He only

his feelings, he would show no mercy to those he didn't love and gave them the cold shoulder Rita's biggest

Charles would feel regret if Rita really

Charles's POV: 

mansion into pin-drop silence.When I walked out of

sleep by himself.Men should learn to grow up." picked James up from the

defiantly, "I haven't

of course, a

I couldn't stand seeing Scarlett's energy getting sapped by her

allow anyone to compete with me

brought James back to the

Scarlett was already lying in bed, deliberately

was covering her

lay beside her and hugged

her breath when I closed in on her.She was pretending to be

tell me that you were going to

traced her collarbone, and my breath brushed past

breath, seemingly giving up

work.There was no need to report

was soft and warm to the touch, her

a hint of