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."

 

looked at me expressionlessly, making me

 

voice.

 

looking back. "Since you don't want me, I'll arrange someone else for you. Get ready for your blind

 

slammed the door shut with

 

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

 

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

 

expensive clothes, Emily strutted towards me, followed by

 

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 can't I come to your place? Don't forget that you still have

 

my body?" I

 

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

 

I don't have parents nor anyone who could teach me

 

at

 

while, she calmed down. She put on 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 in that house, who knew what he'd do to me? I

 

piercing into my body. They stung and made me feel

 

in my words. "You're

 

daughter. He won't kill you," Emily

 

me!" I stood up abruptly in a fit of anger, and my

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

 

What matters now is the future. Help me get the property of the Johnson family. Once I have it, we can live happily together again. Isn't that great?" Emily goaded with

 

wiped the tears streaming down my face and stared daggers at her. "No way!" I

 

eyes widened in shock. It appeared that she did

 

back on her, not wanting

 

turned around, I saw Spencer at the

 

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 staring at

 

demeanor and walked past him, pretending to

 

Spencer's POV:

 

brought a

 

When she was gone, I

 

seemed to have recognized me. She immediately stood up and stepped back. Justin strode forward to protect her. The way he looked

 

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

 

smile and ordered, "Justin, get

 

immediately did

 

"Why are you defending Vivian?

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