Vivian was stunned for a moment. She wanted to pull her finger back subconsciously, yet he bit down and refused to let go. He did not exert much strength as he gnawed at her finger gently with humor in his eyes. He stared at her and curled up the tip of his tongue to lick her finger pad softly over and over again. Her cheeks were flushed scarlet and she had an obvious look of embarrassment on her face. She tried to struggle free from him, but she was still on a call with her mother and dared not
Perhaps because he was in a really good mood, Edward’s lips were curled into a faint smile when he went downstairs. When he received Alfred’s call to remind him about the morning meeting, he replied in a kind tone, “Alright, noted. I’m heading there right away.”Apart from Alfred’s reaction from the other end of the call, Wade almost fainted from shock upon seeing Edward’s response. He sized Edward’s up expression cautiously and determined that he was really in a good mood before he said, “Mast
The phone rang for a long while before she picked it up. He chuckled and asked, “What are you doing?”Her voice sounded intentionally lowered when she answered the call, “What else can I do? I’m helping my mom pack. What’s the matter? Speak quickly if you have anything to say. She will be looking for me in a while.”He cracked into a smile. The words ‘I miss you’ at the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back. With a soft chuckle, he said, “Nothing. I’m tired of work, so I feel like teas
“What do you want?” Mrs. Carraway asked.“Handbags and stuff,” Vivian replied offhandedly. “Import taxes make them a lot costlier than when they’re sold in their country of origin. I’ll send you the pictures some other time. Just refer to them.”“Alright,” Mrs. Carraway answered as she made herself comfortable by the edge of the bed. She studied her daughter with words held at the tip of her tongue, but ultimately, she let loose a question, “Viv, what does Edward Levin do for a living? What's hi
It was possible that Vivian’s docile, meek attitude these few days had defused much of Mr. Carraway’s initial hostility as his expression had visibly softened from a few days ago. During the meal, he seemed to have abandoned the cold war he had waged against his daughter. “Take care of yourself when you’re at home alone. Be mindful of where you’re going, alright?” Vivian did not expect her father’s sudden expression of concern, but she hurriedly answered nonetheless, “Understood.”Mr. Carraway
There were two motives behind her seemingly innocuous call. Firstly, she wanted to humanize herself in Edward’s eyes by showing him her vulnerability, and secondly, she was hoping to lower his guard and wariness. Vivian definitely did not expect the man to come over himself.She dithered for a bit and decided to call him again, this time, to stop him from coming. However, before the call was connected, Edward’s voice came—from behind her.She spun on her heel in shock. When her eyes caught sight
Unbeknownst to the duo, Seth had been standing behind them from a distance with his arms crossed and a glib smile as though he was watching an amusing drama.Vivian shot him a tepid glance and dismissed him entirely, turning her attention to Edward instead. “What is it that you want?” she asked calmly.Edward seemed a little dourer than usual, and the tight grip around Vivian’s wrist implied that he was not going to leave her be. He shot Seth a glare and ordered Wade stoically, “Send Young Maste
The supermarket was brimming with seas of excited people shopping to prepare for the upcoming Lunar New Year. Edward had taken up the job as the cart-pusher tailing Vivian, which was a role he was clearly unaccustomed to at first. After a while, however, he felt more and more at ease with his mundane little job, studying Vivian as she swiped everything into the cart insatiably.Unbeknownst to himself, a broad smile blossomed on his face the longer he watched her. At times, he would find himself