Dylan is wounded and very scared. He is huddled in a corner, clearly avoiding people. He even keeps his distance from those who saved him. It seems he's traumatized by the pain he's experienced. Vivianne suddenly feels a pang in her heart upon seeing Dylan's state. She couldn't help but feel the pain in her heart because of it. She crouches on the floor, looking at Dylan. "Dylan..." she calls to the child, but to Vivianne's surprise, Dylan suddenly moves away and presses himself tighter against the corner of the chair. "I-It's me, Vivianne. Don't you remember me?" she adds, her voice trembling. Dylan doesn't look at her before he moves away, so his eyes widen when he hears what Vivianne says. The child slowly turns to Vivianne to see if she's telling the truth. "Vivianne..." Dylan calls out in a weak tone. He's still scared, but unlike earlier, there's a glimmer of hope in his eyes now. He felt hope that he was safe now... and nothing bad would happen to him because Vivianne was
“Why did you buy so much food?” Vivianne asked as she looked at the two bags of food Beckett was carrying. “Is the trip to Agrianthropos that far?”“Yes, but that’s not the main reason why I bought those foods. You didn’t eat much on the plane earlier, so I know you must be hungry.”Beckett placed one bag of food on Vivianne’s lap, while the other one remained below.“I also bought sweets. I heard it helps someone to feel better. I don’t know if it’s effective with you, but…” Beckett didn’t finish what he was saying and just adjusted himself. His ears turned red as he adjusted Vivianne’s seatbelt and his own. He wasn’t used to fussing over a woman. Even though he said he was willing to do anything for her, it couldn’t escape him that this was his first time doing such things, and it somehow made him feel uncomfortable. He wasn’t sure if Vivianne would appreciate what he had done.Turns out, she did.“Thank you,” Vivianne whispered with a smile before she touched Beckett’s cheeks to
After a few minutes, they finally arrived at Agrianthropos City. Beckett talked to a few people there before they entered completely.Vivianne followed Beckett like a child because of the size of the place, as if she might get lost.Vivianne glanced around as they walked. There were people cleaning the streets, selling their products, and doing other things just like ordinary people. That wasn't what she expected.She thought that because there were bad people here, she would see bad deeds like in their organization.There's no time for slouching, smiling, or even resting. It's all about work there, and if they talk to others, it should only be about work too.Vivianne also thought that the place only looked ethereal from the inside since they were hiding their real identities, but it’s not the case. The place is really beautiful.Ordinary, yet peaceful… Something she didn't expect.“A penny for your thoughts?”Vivianne blinked and snapped back to reality when Beckett spoke. There, sh
[I HEARD you had a handsome client today at work. Brix, isn’t it?]After furrowing her brows, Vivianne's expression was replaced by a smile. She didn't leave the driver’s seat yet to type her reply.[Why do you ask? Are you jealous?]Less than a minute later, Beckett replied again. It seemed like he was just waiting by his phone now and had nothing else to do.[You’re my wife. Why would I be jealous?][Then why are you asking if you're not?]After sending that, Vivianne had to wait a while for Beckett's reply. The smile didn't leave her lips.She knew Beckett. She knew he was reflecting now because of her question. She put the paper bag in the compartment and was about to put her phone in her pocket.But her phone rang again.[I miss you.]Vivianne's face suddenly reddened after reading that message. She couldn't react. She was used to Beckett being straightforward, but even so, she was still surprised sometimes.She cleared her throat to calm herself before typing again.[I’m back to
'Get rid of the person who annoyed me so much, done!' Vivianne grinned to herself as she continued sorting through the documents earlier.She felt like she could breathe easier now that Joan was gone from the warehouse. It was as if she had lost the scrutinizing eyes on her, and she could do whatever she wanted from now on.Of course, that wasn't true. She knew that almost everyone in the warehouse was loyal to Alfred. Nonetheless, she still felt a different kind of irritation towards Joan. It's like her blood boiled every time she saw her."I hope she learns her lesson," she whispered again while sorting through the documents.Since Joan was in charge of most of the illegal activities of the mafia here at the main branch, Vivianne had to take on the other tasks that the woman left behind.She had Jill helping her, while Alfred took the sensitive tasks that he still couldn't entrust to Vivianne.Instead of getting annoyed, Vivianne felt more satisfied with that arrangement. She never
Vivianne's suspicions were correct. The enemy group received a tip that Alfred Allamino's daughter would be among those attacking them tonight. They couldn't miss that opportunity.They could take Vivianne and use her against Alfred to nullify their debt, or they could demand even more money."I'll get you out of here because if we stay, our fight becomes meaningless," Riz said.But Vivianne still hesitated. Looking at their disadvantage, she was reluctant to leave."We can defeat them. We're your team, right? So trust us," Riz smiled, and Vivianne nodded in response. "Let's go."Bryle and Riz nodded to each other. Riz pulled her from behind, and Bryle and some of his remaining men would attempt to catch up with them.They ended up in the forest. Riz was about to run again when Vivianne stopped her. "Go back there and help them. I can run alone.""But—""I'll call for backup," Vivianne interrupted Riz. "I'm telling you this as your boss, so you need to obey. Now, go!"Reluctantly, Riz
"Ah, darn it!" Vivianne cursed as her arm was grazed by a bullet again. She almost dropped the gun, but fortunately, she still had a tight grip on it.Beckett looked at her, swearing under his breath as he saw his wife's arm bleeding. That's when he lost his composure entirely. He took the guns on the ground and shot everyone... until the last one stumbled to the ground.Beckett's final shot was aimed at the man who shot Vivianne. Four bullets lodged into his body; in both arms and knees to immobilize him."You shot her, didn't you?" Beckett asked, and the man didn't respond. "Well, be ready to experience hell."Beckett approached the man. He kicked the gun away before unleashing a barrage of punches. The man screamed as Beckett targeted the areas where he had been shot.But Beckett seemed like a madman seeking revenge. Hearing the man's pleas only fueled his desire to hurt him more.Even though he could kill the man with one punch, he didn't. He wanted the man to die slowly and painf
"BECAUSE she’s my daughter. The next heir of the company and the mafia. If I can't trust her with something like this, how can I pass all of this to her?" "But Vivianne wasn’t interested in those things, and this is too dangerous. If I wasn’t able to go there in time, she might have died," Beckett's voice choked as he said that. He can’t imagine what he would do if Vivianne died. Hell, he couldn’t even imagine a life without her. If that happened, it would be like he died too. "If she died, it would mean she's not worthy to be called my daughter," Alfred responded without hesitation. "This is her fate, and not her dream to be a dress stylist. That's not the world meant for her." "And who are you to decide what she should do?" Beckett asked before showing a sly smile. "By the way, I can train her. I know that you did a background check about me. You know who I really am." Alfred grinned. He knew Beckett was Ylona's child, but he wouldn't say it. It's better if Beckett didn't know