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,

 

in a low voice.

 

strode to the door without looking back. "Since you don't want me,

 

Spencer could react, I slammed the

 

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

 

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

 

Emily strutted towards me,

 

doing here?"

 

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

 

By selling my body?"

 

I had said, Emily pounded on the table. "How dare you talk to me

 

have parents nor anyone who could teach me

 

Emily was at a loss for

 

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

 

words were like ice thorns piercing into my body. They stung and made me feel

 

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

 

He won't kill you,"

 

me!" I stood up abruptly in a fit of

my eyes. Because of this, Emily looked like

 

all in the past. 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

 

tears streaming down my face and stared daggers at her. "No

 

in shock. It appeared that she did not

 

not

 

I turned around, I saw

 

idea how much he had heard from my conversation with my so-called mother. Frankly speaking,

 

the stairs, Spencer was staring

 

adjusted my demeanor and walked past him, pretending to be

 

Spencer's POV:

 

brought a pang to my

 

a morose expression. When she was gone,

 

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

 

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

 

elegant smile and

 

immediately did

 

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

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