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,

 

low voice. His words

 

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 at nine

 

the door shut

 

out of the room, I felt exhausted. Feeling weak,

 

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

 

clothes, Emily strutted towards me, followed

 

you doing here?" I asked

 

gracefully. Then, she looked at me with disdain and retorted, "I'm your mother. Why can't I come to

 

my body?"

 

the table. "How dare you talk to me like that, you uneducated

 

who could

 

was at a

 

a 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 saw the way he beat me. If I stayed

 

body. They stung

 

my words. "You're

 

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

 

up abruptly

the tears welling up in my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like a demon, which was ironic because she

 

get the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live happily together again. Isn't that

 

and

 

in shock. It appeared that she did not

 

not wanting to talk to

 

turned around, I saw

 

in a 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

 

stairs, Spencer was

 

adjusted my demeanor and walked past

 

Spencer's POV:

 

Vivian's eyes brought a pang to my

 

with a morose expression. When she was

 

have recognized me. She immediately stood up and stepped back. Justin strode

 

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.

 

and ordered,

 

did

 

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

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