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216. LIFE IS LIKE FLOWERS
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2024-10-29 19:42:56The next day, Vivian returned to the Dahl mansion. Strangely enough, she didn't need to serve the man in bed last night, and one could say it was that man who served her instead.
How he even fed her delicious food was enough to prove that the man was indeed serving her, right? And Vivian didn't even have to pay for food with her body as she only needed to tell the man her story.She really didn't have much to tell, and that was why she only told him about her past when she was a student. She told the man that she only graduated from high school because of her family's condition, and she also said that she was now working hard for her mother.When she told him more about herself, the mysterious man gave no response at all, but that was to be expected. In the end, Vivian only told her story for about two and a half hours before the man motioned for her to stop, and then he quietly escorted her out of the penthouse.You could tell Vivian was kickRelated chapters
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Kate then started telling her about Patricia Dahl. It was said that Patricia was involved in a car accident three years before her death. The accident was bad enough to kill the driver of the car, and even if Patricia did survive the crash, doctors said she would not be able to use her legs to walk for the rest of her life. As a result, she was confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life. She wouldn't be able to move her legs at all. Patricia was a cheerful woman before the accident, but the accident seemed to kill the spirit in her heart, and one could tell that she was depressed. She could no longer smile, and even if she still spoke from time to time, there was no longer any motivation to live in her eyes. "I was actually her nurse who had the responsibility to take care of her after the accident," Kate continued, and Vivian had not expected that fact. She thought Kate also came from a rich family before she became the lady of the Dahl mansion.
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If it weren't for the conditions Steen voiced a month ago when she was about to meet the mysterious man in his penthouse, Vivian certainly wouldn't care so much about Patricia Dahl's death. Just as Kate had told her, Patricia Dahl was just an unlucky woman, after all. She was involved in a car accident that even destroyed the function of her legs, and she had to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of her life. The accident even caused her depression, and when she couldn't stand it anymore, she ended up killing herself. At least, that was the outcome of the police investigation eight years ago, but that wasn't what Steen had believed all along. Instead of believing that his mother killed herself eight years ago, Steen believed that someone caused the death of his mother back then. But, who did that, and if it was true that someone had killed his mother, how could Vivian prove it? Vivian didn't want to think about that, and Steen actually didn't t
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Was it possible for time to stop ticking? Could the Earth stop rotating? It was impossible for time to stop ticking, and the Earth couldn't stop rotating as well, but it would be possible if Vivian lost all the blood on her face after she heard Kate's happy statement. Yes, the blonde woman sounded happy, and her expression was a stark contrast to how pale Vivian was as if she had just received news about the end of the world. Indeed, Vivian didn't look the least bit pleased after hearing the older woman's statement, and she felt that her world was crumbling because of what the woman had just said. And when she still couldn't work her brain properly after hearing the woman's statement, the woman excitedly pulled her back into the dining room, and instead of letting her sit on the chair she was sitting on earlier, the blonde woman held her shoulders firmly as the two of them standing side by side by the dining table. "There is good new
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To Vivian, it felt like she had only blinked once, but in an instant, she was no longer standing in the dining room. Instead, she was now sitting in the passenger seat of a car. And, who owned the car? When Vivian worked up the courage to glance at the other person sitting in the driver's seat, she could see the owner of the sports car, and he was none other than Steen Dahl. Stefan thought Steen's idea was very good, and that was why he immediately urged them both to go to the hospital immediately. Vivian didn't even change her clothes, and she looked like a robot as she brought her feet to the car parked in the mansion's spacious front yard, and before she could regain her composure, she was already inside the car. "Even if we haven't received confirmation from the doctor, should I congratulate you first?" Steen broke the silence in the car as he started to drive away from the mansion. The man's voice sounded unhurried, and there was no stres
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“Congratulations, Mr. Dahl. You will be a father in eight months.” Usually, people would congratulate someone when that person achieved something. The thing brought happiness to that person, and that was why other people would congratulate them. Vivian knew that Steen had achieved nothing this time, and the man wasn't feeling happy either, but the doctor innocently congratulated him. The clueless doctor even smiled sincerely at the black-haired man, but of course, no one returned the smile. Of course, the doctor only knew that Vivian was indeed pregnant, but she didn't know what was going through Vivian and Steen's minds at this moment. For Vivian, the confirmation of her pregnancy came like news of death. There was indeed a new living thing in her womb right now, but it looked like she would be the one who would die because of the existence of the unborn baby. And even if Vivian wasn't a mind reader, she could guess what was on Steen's mind r
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Steen sent her back to the mansion. He didn't just drop her in front of the mansion before going to the company. Instead, he entered the mansion with her, and he made a big announcement in the living room. “The doctor confirmed my wife is four weeks pregnant. In eight months, a new family member will come to this mansion.” That's what Steen said in front of Stefan and Kate, and the one who looked the happiest was Stefan. It was to be expected since the old man did want to have a grandson soon, and that was why Vivian wasn't even surprised when the man showed a big smile on his face. Stefan rarely smiled, but he could show a big smile on his face after hearing the so-called good news, and Vivian could only lower her head in embarrassment. She couldn't imagine how Stefan would react when he finally found out that the child in her belly wasn't Steen's. Vivian was also terrified when Steen announced her pregnancy in front of Stefan and Kate. She t
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Vivian's blue eyes widened in surprise when she realized what she had just said. Did she just tell Samantha about her pregnancy? Something like that should be kept secret, so why did her mouth suddenly become so loose that it even revealed that secret? Looks like Samantha was also surprised by the sentence she had just said, and that was why the blue-haired girl did not immediately respond to her. Samantha didn't say anything, and that's why Vivian nervously tried to explain, "Listen to me, Sam. You don't need to seriously think about what I just said because I was just— " "NO!" In a hurry, Samantha cut Vivian's explanation. "You can't say that you are just kidding, Vester! I have ears, and I also have a brain. That's why you can't fool me!" Vivian once again got a headache, and she even used her free hand to massage her aching temple. Samantha was indeed not stupid, and that was why Vivian knew that she would not be able to fool the
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Vivian felt the need to take responsibility even if she felt her soul was pulled out of her body since it was confirmed that she was pregnant. She received money from this marriage, and she also had the opportunity to continue her study even if she needed to learn something new that was not her original dream. Indeed, she did not work for Elena, but she took Elena's place now, and that was why she did not want to ruin anything when it came to that girl. That was why she was still working on Elena's assignment yesterday even if her mind was in chaos. She did not know whether what she wrote in the papers made sense or not, but at least she did not send empty papers when she attended her class today. During class, her mind roamed somewhere else, and that was why her notes remained empty even after the class ended. The professor left the classroom, and her classmates also left the classroom one by one by one, but Vivian did not even have enough energy to pack her bel
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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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Someone was standing in the middle of the mansion's stairs. With teary eyes, he looked at the people standing in the living room one by one. His eyes were not only filled with tears, but the two of them were also filled with fear and confusion. He looked lost and lonely even if he wasn't alone in the big building. Maybe the adults in the living room kept talking about Stanley before, but they probably forgot that the kid was also in the mansion the whole time, and they also weren't aware of the possibility that the innocent boy had heard everything from the second floor. But maybe Steen was aware of the possibility, but he simply didn't care at all. That was why he looked away from the boy before saying, "Let's go." Both words were aimed at Vivian and Elena, like how he had suggested the three of them leave the mansion immediately. But neither Vivian nor Elena moved from their positions even after hearing the order, and they both focused their
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Steen somehow could not directly answer his father's question this time. He was still grinding his teeth to suppress his anger, but no words could come out of his mouth at this moment. Recalling the disgusting memory, he remembered how he did not find any used condoms in the hotel room, and it was easy to tell that he had done it without any protection the night before. He wasn't even sure if it was because he couldn't think straight when he did it or maybe it was Kate's intention, but he was sure there weren't any used condoms in the hotel room at the time. He wasn't stupid, and that was why he could see the possibility of her being pregnant after they had a such activity that night, and it was also the reason why he hated that kid called Stanley so much. Even if he didn't try to find evidence that Stanley was indeed his son, he could see the similarities the boy had with him, and it had the power to terrify him. Because of that, he had alway
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“Recently, that bitch doesn't dare to touch her phone because her phone is haunted by my mother, right? Ah! Even her fear should be enough to tell that she was scared because she had done something to my mother in the past, but I know that such a thing wouldn't be enough to prove that she was indeed a criminal. That's why I focused on finding something on her phones that were ignored by her out of fear in the past week. On one of her cellphones, I found enough evidence to land her in jail.” When everyone was speechless, it was Steen who continued to speak. Turns out that was his real plan. He didn't plan to pressure Kate so she would kill herself just like his mother did years ago, but he just wanted her to ignore her cell phone so he would get a chance to touch it. Yesterday Kate left the mansion without her cell phone, and Steen took the opportunity to look for more evidence in the cell phone. Finally, he found what he was looking for in one of her cell phones.
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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.”
