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126. HER FINGER HAD BEEN BURNED
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2023-02-23 14:00:31There was no response from her former boss even after she had waited for nearly half a minute, and Vivian's reflection in the mirror looked even more nervous. She was indeed a person who tended to think of the worst possible scenario of anything. It could be said that she was a negative person, but perhaps that was due to how difficult her life had been since she was a child.
Her family was poor, and she was denied any luxuries since she was a child. Even on her birthday, instead of wishing about what present she would receive from her parents, she would think about how she could be more useful to her parents instead of continuing to burden them.It could be said that there was a small part of her heart that was full of insecurities. Even if it was only a small part, it showed up frequently, especially if she encountered an unexpected problem. In truth, Vivian was a calculating person, and thus she tended to panic if some unexpected trouble came her way.Related chapters
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A name. It was not just a group of letters used to address someone so they would turn to the caller and not ignore the caller. A name had a deeper meaning than that. A name was used to identify a person, used to distinguish someone from other individuals. A name would always stick with a person from the time they were born until the day they last breathed, and even at their final resting place, their name would also be written or engraved to let everyone know that the body buried underground belonged to the owner of the name. A name was indeed an important part of one's life, and that was why one would not feel happy if someone called them by the wrong name. Perhaps that was also the reason why Vivian had returned to wearing a wedding dress today. It was still the same wedding dress she wore months ago when she officially became Steen's wife, but because she was using someone else's name then, she and Steen decided to have another wedding ceremony to announce to everyone that it was
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"SHUT UP! DON'T TALK NONSENSE IN MY HOUSE!" Kate immediately shouted at Peter, but even her voice sounded unsteady as she looked nervous as hell. Her voice was shaking, her pupils were trembling, and even her breathing was ragged. All eyes suddenly fell on the blonde woman, and it was finally Stefan who opened his mouth to respond to the woman, "Are you sure what he said was just nonsense?" Stefan also looked surprised after hearing what Peter had just said, but he still had time to ask the woman that question. At this moment, the woman no longer glared at the kneeling man, and instead, she stiffly shifted her gaze to Stefan. Stefan was her husband, and he was known for his strict and assertive personality. Many people were afraid of him, even Kate was afraid of him before they got married years ago. But today she somehow looked scared again when she had to face the old man even if the man was her spouse. “D-don't listen to what that
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Steen had revealed everything. He had disclosed how Vivian and Elena were actually part of a family living far away from Haston City, but Elena was kidnapped by Lily and her husband two decades ago. At that time, the twins' parents died in a car accident, and little Vivian was found by a couple after the incident, and she was raised by the couple into adulthood. Steen deliberately did not mention how Sarah had purposely taken Vivian as her daughter instead of returning the child to her relatives, nor did he mention the name of the family Vivian and Elena came from. He didn't think that the information was necessary, and that's why he kept it a secret. And maybe Stefan really didn't need that information, and the story Steen had just uncovered had shocked the old man enough. His pair of eyes widened as he looked at the twins, but he still didn't say anything as he still couldn't overcome his shock. Steen could see how his father was stunned by
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It was Marlon who had just entered the mansion, but this time he was not alone. His hand was holding another person's arm, and that person's hands were tied with a rope behind his back. After arriving at the living room, Marlon forced the person to kneel in front of the five people. One person looked confident after seeing the person's appearance in the living room, while three other people looked shocked and confused, then one person looked scared as her eyes widened when she saw the person who had just arrived in the living room with Marlon. "So, he's the person, Marlon?" It was Steen who looked confident upon seeing the person's arrival in the living room, and although his question was directed at Marlon, his eyes were glued to the figure kneeling in front of him. “Yes, sir,” Marlon immediately answered his boss's question. “His name is Peter Ford, and he works in a bar in town. He's the one who posted that anonymous article about you, sir.”
