Listening to Ronald's spiel, Vivienne felt a sting of insult to her intelligence.

Carl had a hematoma in his head?

And it was scattered by a bump?

Did they really think she would not know if there was a hematoma?

Vivienne downed the remnants of her wine, "Hand over Carl's rehab center address to me. I'll visit him after this busy spell is over. I can't let Faye turn into a widow, can I?"

Ronald looked at Vivienne, "Vivienne, I truly regret bothering you with this, asking you to go all that way..."

"Cut the nonsense, hand it over." Vivienne was visibly irked.

And to think she assumed Carl fell into a vegetative state for some grave reason, only to find out it was a mere bump on the head.

A hematoma, really? After the surgery she had performed, how could there possibly be a hematoma left in Carl's head?

Seeing Vivienne's genuine anger, Ronald quickly sent Carl's rehab center address to her, "Carl is stable now, and he's got professional caretakers there. You don't have to worry."

"Alright, you guys carry on. I'm heading out." Vivienne was tired and, after a short farewell, went to find Percival for the ride home.

Darren and Ashley escorted Vivienne and her companion out.

"Boss, my mom said she's with my dad hosting guests, so they can't see you out. But she wanted me to give you this; she noticed you didn't eat much tonight. Have something to fill you up on the way home."

Darren now addressed Vivienne as Boss.

Darren handed over a bag filled with food lovingly prepared by Melissa.

me," Vivienne said, taking the

Darren handed her an invitation, "But boss,

surprise. "You're getting married? Did you notify the company? Who's the bride? Are there any clauses in your latest contract requiring you to stay single?

Entertainment after Stephen. His sudden marriage was bound

but it better not come out of her

was speechless, feeling a chill at his neck. "Boss, could you at least read

my brother wanted to get married, he'd need someone

invitation to find it was a celebration of the billion-dollar

series

been working their tails off; many are shipping them for real now, boosting our company's revenue. Boss, don't you think you should

nodded. "It's in a week, right? Okay, tell

a chance for profit, not to

the way back, Vivienne

doctor

responded quickly, and Vivienne turned off her

the first time a day that started with

seat, she turned to look at Percival. Under the dim light, his face was half-bathed in illumination, half-shrouded in darkness. The light accentuated

hands, pale and slender, turned the steering wheel with an effortless

a car's headlights flashed across Percival's profile, revealing a

a

trapping her finger against his shoulder before quickly

"I'm driving. Stop it."

for

brakes, pulling over to the side of the road and taking several deep breaths before

was becoming more

this rate, her mother would rise from

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