Chapter 2542

Eugene remained unmoved, his expression icy. “My first love never had a habit like that.”

Vivian let out a few coy, pleading whimpers, her face the picture of fragile innocence. "Mr. Winters, do you think I wanted any of this? I didn't have a choice. My dad's disabled, my mom died when I was four... I just wanted a normal life, maybe even finish school-"

“Enough.” Eugene cut her off, voice sharp. "You can drop the sob story. I've heard it all before."

Vivian didn't flinch at being exposed. She kept up the act, voice soft and pitiful. “Then what do you want me to do, Mr. Winters?"

Eugene's gaze sharpened. “Do you know Harry?"

Vivian froze, caught off guard.

Eugene snapped a photo of the bottle in his hand, making sure to get Vivian in the frame as well. His tone was crisp and detached. “Do me a favor, and I'll pretend I never saw any of this.”

Vivian had been working the Blue Oasis for years; she wasn't stupid. A quick calculation and she caught on, forcing a wry smile. "Setting me up, are you, Mr. Winters?"

A faint smile played on Eugene's refined features. "A trap only works if you walk into it.”

Vivian asked, "So what do you want me to do?"

crossed his legs and leaned back into the sofa, his face slipping into shadow, the lines of his jaw suddenly cold and menacing. "That so-called first love I mentioned? Harry took her from me. I can't

her smile tight and insincere. “I don't have

unyielding. “I

in his hand, his voice cool and almost gentle. "If you don't,


Winters. Not gonna

was broke now. She'd

lips curved in a genuine smile.

tomorrow night at the latest, I want good

Vivian's eyes. “I'll

much, just..... if we ever cross paths again, can you treat me

was already heading

paused and glanced back, his handsome features sulloutwardly gentle but his eyes

look in his eyes made Vivian blanch, all the color draining from her face. She

door and walked

collapsed onto the bed, shivering—probably because she wasn't wearing much, but it felt like the cold went all the way down to her

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clothes and handed them to a maid to dispose of, then showered before dialing Sylvia's


let any trace of filth cling to him while speaking with

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