Vivian's POV:

 

It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

 

I took a deep breath, walked to Spencer's door, and knocked.

 

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Spencer's towering figure loomed over me.

 

"Vivian, what are you doing here? It's late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?" He seemed to be a little surprised to see me. What was more, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

 

Seeing that he was concerned about me boosted my courage. At this moment, I closed my eyes, swallowed hard, and threw myself into his arms.

 

A deafening silence fell between us. The only thing I could hear was his heart thumping wildly in his chest.

 

"Vivian, what are you doing?" Spencer asked confusedly.

 

I looked up at him. His face, along with his ears, was as red as a lobster.

 

It seemed that what I had done aroused something inside him.

 

The uneasiness in my heart dissipated. I stroked his well-defined chest with my fingers and coquettishly said, "You saved me from the Johnsons. I haven't officially thanked you yet."

 

Spencer stiffened and took a step away from me. However, I held his waist tightly with my arms and followed him into the room.

 

However, I tripped on something and lost my footing. As a result, we both lost our balance and fell to the cold hardwood floor.

 

"Are you okay?" Spencer asked worriedly. I opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen on top of him. He propped on his hand to get up, but I rode on him, stopping him from doing so

 

He looked at me in astonishment. Suddenly, an inexplicable look flashed across his face. It seemed that it finally dawned on him my purpose of coming here. "Are you planning on sleeping with me to show your gratitude?"

 

"Yes." My fists were clenched as I spoke. For a moment, we just stared into each other's eyes. His eyes were deep and bright, and I could clearly see my reflection in them.

 

He did not say anything in response. Unable to take the silence any longer, I reached out to take off his clothes.

 

I unbuttoned his shirt with trembling hands. On the third button, his toned pecs were revealed.

 

Just as the atmosphere in the room had become hotter, Spencer suddenly grabbed my hand. "You don't have to do this, Vivian. This isn't why I saved you."

 

me expressionlessly, making me

 

low voice. His words

 

anger arose inside me. Ashamed, I strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me, I'll arrange someone else for you. Get ready for your blind date tomorrow night

 

Spencer could react, I slammed the door shut with

 

felt exhausted. Feeling weak,

 

went to the dining room to have breakfast. However, my day turned even worse as I bumped

 

Emily strutted towards me, followed

 

doing

 

she looked at me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why

 

my

 

pounded on the table. "How dare you talk to me

 

anyone who

 

Emily was at a loss for

 

didn't want to leave you behind. But your father... he's a horrible

 

like ice thorns piercing into my body. They stung

 

Although I was trying my best to calm down, I still failed to suppress the anger in my words. "You're right. My father is violent. You would've been beaten up if you stayed. But what about me? Did you

 

his daughter. He won't kill you," Emily

 

about me!" I stood up

tears welling up in my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like a demon,

 

What matters now is the future. Help me get the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live

 

the tears streaming down my face and stared daggers

 

shock. It appeared that she did not expect I would

 

back on her, not

 

around, I saw Spencer

 

had heard from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking, I did not want him to know

 

the stairs, Spencer was staring at

 

my demeanor and walked past him, pretending to

 

Spencer's POV:

 

vulnerability in Vivian's eyes brought a

 

watched as she went upstairs with a morose expression. When

 

back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The way he looked at me

 

frivolous smile, I turned to Justin and patted him on the shoulder. "There are more than one hundred hatchet men in my pub. Do you

 

elegant smile and ordered, "Justin, get out

 

did as

 

looked at me with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why are you defending

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