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

 

he ordered in a low voice. His words killed

 

back.

 

react, I slammed the door shut with a

 

stepped out of the room, I felt exhausted. Feeling weak, I leaned against the door and

 

not sleep well that night. The next morning, I got up listlessly and went to the dining room to have breakfast.

 

in expensive clothes, Emily strutted towards me,

 

you doing here?" I asked

 

her skirt and sat down gracefully. Then, she looked at me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why

 

my

 

Emily pounded on the table. "How dare you talk to me like that, you

 

parents nor anyone who

 

was at a loss for

 

the truth is, I didn't want to leave you behind. But your father... he's a horrible man. You saw the way

 

my body. They stung and made me feel cold

 

trembling hands into fists. 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

 

his daughter. He won't kill

 

of you to care about me!" I stood up abruptly in a fit of

turned blurry because of the tears welling up in my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like a demon, which

 

now is the future. Help me get the property of the Johnson family. Once I

 

face and stared daggers at her. "No way!"

 

widened in shock. It appeared that she

 

on her, not

 

I turned around, I saw Spencer at

 

how much he had heard from my conversation with my so-called mother.

 

Spencer was

 

my demeanor and walked past him,

 

Spencer's POV:

 

Vivian's eyes brought a pang

 

expression. When she was gone, I

 

me. She immediately stood up and stepped back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The way he looked at me warily somehow amused

 

is enough to protect you?" With a 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 want to spar

 

on an elegant smile and ordered, "Justin, get out of

 

did as

 

at me with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why are you defending Vivian? Do you want to

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