All Chapters of I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Steen said that he would ride the scooter at high speed just like what he used to do with his sport bike in the past, and he even forced Vivian to hold his stomach for safety purposes, but in the end, the man just rode the scooter slowly. With that kind of fact, Vivian started to doubt that the man was telling the truth when he proudly said that he used to have a sports bike in the past and even used to ride it at high speed. 'I usually rode this scooter faster than this. Is Steen a snail or a grandpa? Why is he riding this scooter so slowly?' Helplessly, Vivian wondered to herself. 'A snail man or grandpa Steen, huh? Those are good nicknames for him.' She even laughed at the thought. They were still on the road, and Vivian was still holding the man's stomach even though he was riding the scooter like a snail. If she pulled away from the man, he would probably sulk again saying he was no better and no stronger than the metal grip on the back of the scoo

How can Vivian help Steen find the evidence behind his mother's murder? Vivian wasn't even sure Patricia Dahl was murdered years ago. Even the police confirmed that the woman had indeed committed suicide that year, so how could Vivian prove otherwise? Vivian didn't know how she could help Steen, but she just nodded her head to answer Steen in the end. At that time, she could only think of ways to meet that mysterious man, and that was why she was able to randomly agree to Steen's terms even if she didn't know how to complete the task. But Steen also didn't seem to care about how Vivian would get the job done, and that was why he finally granted her wish to leave the Dahl mansion tonight. Steen even let her go by herself instead of assigning Marlon to send her to the place where she would meet the mysterious man tonight, and Vivian was thankful for that. It was indeed very profitable for her because Marlon would not see where she would meet the man. When

The 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 kick

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

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