Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 806

Zachary let out a clear laugh, and the intimidating aura around him softened considerably as he gazed at her with obvious affection.

Little did he know that Vivian witnessed this scene, clenching her fists so hard she actually broke a nail, her expression seething with malice.

Watching the two leave together, Vivian's heart burned with hatred.

When most guests had departed, Vivian could no longer contain her jealousy and rage. She slipped away to her upstairs room.

The door slammed shut.

Muffled roars echoed from within, followed by the crash of objects hitting the floor and shattering.

The servants who heard the commotion stood nervously outside, exchanging worried glances. None dared disturb their furious mistress.

Just then, an uninvited guest strolled leisurely up the stairs.

The man wore a black trench coat, his features rugged yet carrying an air of reckless abandon.

The servants showed no surprise at his arrival, bowing respectfully with practiced familiarity. "Mr. Spencer."

Leon slipped his hands into his pockets and smiled. "Where's Vivian?"

toward the room, still visibly shaken. "Miss is

eyebrow. "Another tantrum?" The servants hesitated before

deepened with casual indifference. "You can all go

Spencer, the servants didn't dare disobey and quickly

courtesy, knocking before entering. "May

Impatience flashed across

as

and entered, closing the door behind

streaming through the windows revealed the

carefully around the glass shards,

arms wrapped around her knees,

do you want?" Her voice

approached slowly, reaching out to lift her chin. His gaze roamed brazenly over her beautiful face

his grasp. "If you weren't welcome, would you

approvingly. "True enough. That's

no patience for

her eyes and

an exhausted expression. "If

need something