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2024-10-29 19:42:56Steen 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 tRelated chapters
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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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Instead of giving any further explanation, Samantha simply rose from her seat before motioning for the brown-haired girl to follow her. Suddenly, the blue-haired girl was acting mysterious, and she even appeared as if she was a kidnapper this time. But, Samantha wouldn't get any money even if she kidnapped her, and that's why that girl wouldn't do something like that to her, right? That was what Vivian believed, and that was why she chose to give in as she followed in the girl's footsteps. The two left the campus together, and Vivian thought that the two of them would hail a taxi to go somewhere. But she was wrong because Samantha only took her to a fancy restaurant near their campus, and the two of them just headed there on foot. Usually, the two of them only ate in the cafeteria instead of going off campus just to eat, and that was why Vivian was not familiar with this small restaurant. It was not yet lunchtime, and maybe that was the reason
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'Since when did Samantha find out that I was only pretending to be her best friend? Or maybe she noticed my pretense from the start?' Vivian thought negatively about Samantha before finally positioning herself on the other seat across from Elena. It was a square table, and it couldn't be said to be large. Instead, it was just a small table, and because there were only three seats at the table, Vivian could only sit directly across from Elena. She felt like she was now a criminal awaiting judgment. Elena was the one who had the right to punish her, but the long-haired girl didn't seem intimidating or pressing at all. That was why Vivian didn't know how to react in this situation. “You two can order whatever you want. It's my treat,” Elena spoke to the two girls as she handed them another two menu books. “Why do you suddenly want to treat me, Vester? You've been missing for a few months, and I think you don't even have any money right now. After
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Vivian could feel her heart skip a beat as her blue eyes made eye contact with Steen's dark pair of eyes. It was the first time she saw the man again since they found out about her pregnancy yesterday, and every gaze from that man felt like judgment to her. That man only sent her back to the mansion before going to his company yesterday, and he didn't come home last night. Even Stefan and Kate didn't know where the man had gone, and Vivian didn't know about it either. She only knew that Steen didn't care about her, and after learning of her pregnancy, the man would definitely treat her worse than before. After all, Vivian still remembered Steen's warning. "There's indeed no love or anything disgusting like that between us, but I still don't want to share my toys with other kids." That was what Steen said not too long ago. Indeed, there was no love between them, but Steen must be very protective of his things, and Vivian happened to be one of t
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Earlier today, she had met Elena even if she didn't plan the meeting, and the girl said she would treat her to a meal. Vivian didn't know what the girl had been up to in the past few months, but she seemed normal. It looked like Elena didn't run away from home to collect a lot of money, and she still looked for discounts when she was about to eat at the restaurant. That was what a college student usually did, and that was why Vivian assumed Elena was living a normal life even though she was far from her family in the past few months. She still didn't know the real reason why the girl had even run away from home, but at least nothing bad had happened to the girl, and that was probably the only good thing Vivian could conclude from the meeting today. Unfortunately, when Elena wanted to treat her to a meal today, she had no appetite and didn't want to stay with the girl any longer, and that was why she had decided to leave the food untouched. Was
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"W-what do you mean Kate killed your mother eight years ago, Steen?" Surprised, Vivian asked the question. “That's like what you heard from me. That bitch is the one who killed my mother.” Vivian was too shocked to forget the temptation of the delicious dishes on the table that separated her from Steen. Her blue eyes widened, but when she looked at Steen, she could see how the man relaxed in his chair, and he could even reach out his hand to grab the glass of wine in front of him before taking an elegant sip. "How can you conclude that Kate was the one who killed your mother?" Once again, Vivian popped a question. "I heard Kate used to be the nurse who looked after your mother after she was in a car accident three years before her death." Hearing Vivian's response, Steen raised an eyebrow before asking, “So, that woman even told you about it? What else did she tell you?" Maybe just a month ago Kate opened up to her and told her some
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Elena gave her a week to decide, while Steen gave her a month to do her job. Yes, while Elena gave her options instead of orders, Steen strictly ordered her to find evidence that Kate was indeed the one who killed his mother eight years ago. But maybe the time Elena gave her to consider was also meaningless, right? In the end, Vivian still had to stop pretending to be that girl, and she also had to return everything to that girl. That was the end of the drama she was playing. Thus, everything would be the same in the end, and the one-week period given by Elena was just time for her to prepare herself before sneaking out of the Dahl mansion. 'Everything will be back to normal after that, right?' That was the question Vivian had in mind. She didn't know Elena's plan, but she just wanted things to go back to normal after this. She still had four days to leave her current position as Elena's substitute, and when she t
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I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 304. NO LONGER A PROSTITUTE, NO LONGER A SUBSTITUTE
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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Their next stop was the penthouse at the Golden Roof Apartments, and it might also be their last stop. Only three people entered the penthouse after Elena was sent to her family's residence. After Lily and her family were arrested by the police, the house was empty, and that's why Elena lived there temporarily. Yes, only temporarily because Elena planned to move after finding a suitable place to live. Vivian had actually invited her to move in with her and Sarah in the small house, but Elena rejected the idea, saying that she didn't want to disturb the two of them and that Sarah might be uncomfortable if she joined them to live in the cramped house. Vivian said that Sarah wouldn't feel that way because that woman also wanted to meet Elena and wanted to live with her too, but Elena still resisted the idea. In the end, Vivian only said that she would try to find a bigger house, and if that could happen, the three of them might be able to move in together.
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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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Kate had been dragged from the mansion by the police, and even the man named Peter had also been caught by the police. Hence, only four people were left in the living room after Marlon also left the place. There were only Steen, Stefan, Vivian, and Elena in the living room. Everyone still ignored the presence of plush sofas in the living room as they preferred to remain standing rather than sitting comfortably. They all even continued to stand like statues. Even Steen who previously looked the calmest of them, now looked shaken after hearing what Kate proudly said before being dragged away by the police. "I always knew that the child was not mine," Stefan muttered breaking the tense silence in the living room. “I always knew about it, but I didn't expect the child to be yours, Steen. How are you going to explain it to me? Do you like your stepmother? You have treated her coldly all along, but you even got her pregnant with your child. I didn't expect yo
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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
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 296. THE CULPRIT
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.”
