The Runaway Groom

Even as spoke, Vivian began to make a friendly gesture to take Sue's hands, but she hesitated and withdrew when she saw Sue's tanned, callus-filled skin. As for Sue, she did not say a word since she was keen to see what Vivian was up to-she had lived long enough to learn to judge a person's character by now.

Soon, as Vivian took her to an expensive cafe for breakfast, Sue texted Lulu to tell her that Vivian was meeting her in private. Still, she would have to wait for Vivian to tell her what she was up to. "How has work been? Are you getting used to my home?" Vivian said as she pushed a coffee and a slice of cake toward Sue.

Though she appeared caring, Sue sharply noticed her wording: she had used my home, and not Mr. Slate's home.

She was no one to him, and it was curious why she would speak as if she belonged.

So it seemed that she was a woman who intended to rise to the top by marrying rich.

In the past, Sue would have felt guilty for judging a person so shallowly. However, it was simply a fair assessment when it came to Vivian, especially given preceding events. "It's alright," Sue replied evenly.

I shouldn't have spoken out of turn. But I was so worried, you know? There was this

just keenly watching what

Sue forgave her at all, since she was not earnestly apologizing anyway. "So, I came to see you because I have something to ask. Don't worry-once it's done, I'll

minute passed with Sue still not saying a word, and Vivian's patience

she flashed a

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you live in a basement, and your family owes a debt after your

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obvious that Vivian had investigated her and

want?" She

that she was finally responding, Vivian smiled again as she reclined

of her coffee, she