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.

for me," Vivienne said, taking the

handed her an invitation, "But boss,

notify the company? Who's the bride? Are there any clauses in your latest contract

the second hottest star in Rainbow Entertainment after Stephen.

marriage, but it better

his neck. "Boss, could you at least read it before jumping

wanted

was a celebration of the billion-dollar success of Betrothed

series had

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

right? Okay, tell Kala I'll be

was a chance for profit,

way back, Vivienne sent Carl's address to

doctor

Vivienne turned off

her. It was the first time a day that started with a strawberry cheesecake did not turn out to be

dim light, his face was half-bathed in illumination, half-shrouded in

the steering wheel with an

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

drawing a finger along his

finger

"I'm driving. Stop it."

laughed, her fingers playfully reaching for his

the brakes, pulling over to the side of the road and taking

becoming more

would rise from the

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