Chapter 4
Vivian stared at the open car door, her mouth agape. She looked from the car to Sienna and back again, swallowing hard.
“Wait, Sienna,” she pointed a trembling finger. “Is this car yours?”
“Yes,” Sienna nodded. “If you like it, it’s yours. By the way, do you know how to drive?”
Vivian just shook her head, still trying to process it. One moment, Sienna owned a Rolls–Royce, and the next, she was offering to let her drive it. This was just too much.
Before her brain could fully process it, her body was already moving, sinking into the plush leather of the passenger seat. They’d been driving for a few minutes before the reality finally hit her.
“Sienna!” Vivian exclaimed, her voice buzzing with excitement. “This is really your car! Where did you get all this money? Oh -wait, that’s not what I meant. You’re incredible, of course you’d be successful!”
But this was beyond successful. She screamed inside. This car had to be worth a hundred or two hundred million, at least!
Sienna just smiled, the morning light catching the angles of her exquisite face. “You really think I’m that capable?”
“Of course!” Vivian declared proudly. “You are the most brilliant woman in the entire world! You’ve always been my idol.”
From a young age, Sienna had been a prodigy. She was always first in her class, with perfect scores in every subject. She’d been the top when applying for college.
And as for looks, she had been crowned the number one beauty in Vallaris. Their entire family was blessed with good genes; their mother and grandmother were both legendary beauties and scholars in their own right.
“You’re amazing too,” Sienna said quietly.
The simple words made Vivian freeze, her heart skipping a beat.
Me? Amazing? she wondered silently. But she had let Sienna down. She felt like a failure.
“You can just drop me off at the corner up ahead,” she said, her voice suddenly small. “My office is just a short walk from there.”
“Alright,” Sienna agreed pulling the car over. A message notification lit up her phone. It was Lana. Who had just arrived Vallaris.
“What time do you get off? I’ll pick you up,” Sienna said, handing Vivian a sleek black business card. “Here’s my number. Take
it.”
Vivian nodded, quickly adding the contact, labeling it simply: Sienna.
She walked toward her office, her heart light and happy. But then she spotted someone standing guard at the company entrance–Mason, dressed in a sharp blue suit. He kept glancing at his watch, his expression tight with impatience.
Vivian knew he was waiting for her, but she ignored him and walked straight past.
“Vivian!” Mason’s voice snapped as he saw her pass without so much as a glance. Anger flared inside him, but Vivian didn’t break her stride–she walked straight into the building.
Furious, Mason grabbed her arm, yanking her back. “Have I been too good to you? You dare to ignore me?” he roared. “You think just because someone helped you last night, you can defy me?”
Vivian shook him off. “Mason, we’re broken up. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. Stay away from me.”
Mason was momentarily speechless. He took a breath, trying to regain control. “Look, I’m giving you one last chance. Apologize, come to the hospital with me right now, and I’ll still be your boyfriend.”
Vivian didn’t answer but let out a scornful laugh.
This was the man she once thought she loved. When she first met him, she’d been drawn to his seemingly endless kindness. He had been a light in her darkness, giving her the courage to live when she felt most helpless.
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But in the end, he had wounded her again and again. The moment his precious Chloe Zalton so much as whimpered, it was always Vivian’s fault.
“Mason, you’re delusional. Starting today, I will never donate another drop

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