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."

 

at me expressionlessly, making me doubt my

 

in a low voice. His words killed the

 

looking back. "Since you

 

could react, I slammed the door shut with

 

the room, I felt exhausted. Feeling weak, I leaned

 

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

 

strutted towards me, followed by

 

you doing here?"

 

at me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why can't I come to your place? Don't forget that you still have

 

By selling my

 

I had said, Emily pounded on the table. "How

 

anyone who could teach me

 

at a loss

 

straight face and solemnly said, "Vivian, the truth is, I didn't want to leave you behind. But your father... he's a horrible man. You

 

into my body. They

 

clenched my 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.

 

won't kill you,"

 

about me!" I stood up abruptly

my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like a demon, which was

 

the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live happily together again. Isn't that great?" Emily goaded with

 

face and stared daggers

 

shock. It appeared that she did not expect I

 

back on her, not wanting to talk to

 

turned around, I saw Spencer at

 

mess. I had no idea how much he had heard from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking, I did not want him to know about my miserable past. I hated

 

stairs, Spencer was

 

walked past him, pretending

 

Spencer's POV:

 

in Vivian's eyes brought a pang

 

she went upstairs with a morose expression. When she was gone, I marched

 

and stepped back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The way he

 

seem to be very confident in this bodyguard. You think him alone 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 with

 

smile and ordered, "Justin, get out of the

 

did as

 

a scrutinizing gaze. "Why are you

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