Semua Bab You're Mine: Bab 61 - Bab 70

While Noelle had no fear of Vivian, she was afraid of Jasmine. She could not help feeling nervous upon seeing Jasmine’s infuriated state. She asked frightfully, “What’s going on, Jasmine? I thought she’s just a useless lecturer. What can she do to me?”“Why don’t you think with your brain? Why did Mr. Levin come looking for you personally? Do you think that he did it for you? Who do you think you are?!” Jasmine became even more enraged upon seeing her foolish expression. She did not bother to s

“Really? I shall wait and see how you’re going to make me regret it then.”While his arms were propped by her sides as he looked down at her from above, his lips were curled into a smirk. “Vivian, do you think that I can’t differentiate between your true and feigned emotions?” His finger glided gently across her cheek. He was obviously still catching his breath softly, yet the words uttered from his mouth were cold as ice. “You aren’t blushing, you’re not short of breath, and your heart isn’t p

Noelle transferred the money to Vivian’s bank account rather promptly. It was an astounding amount—enough to buy a particular fruit-themed smartphone—but Vivian ended up purchasing a carbon copy of her old phone.After installing a new SIM card, she waited for Edward’s next move.From her surreptitious consultation with experts, Vivian understood that if Edward wanted to spy on her through her new phone, he would have to reinstall the same monitoring software in her new device. Through her lates

The boy nodded eagerly although he was soon shoved out of the way by Vivian’s own students, who were all more acquainted with her enough to display their excitement and adulation openly.“Miss Carraway, how dare you show off like that?! You’re our language tutor, for goodness sake. We thought you majored in foreign languages right there!”Vivian could not help but chuckle at their remarks. “I did major in foreign languages,” she clarified, “My second language is Spanish. Since Catalan is a bit l

While waiting for Edward, Vivian speculated about what he wanted to give her.The best-case scenario would be a new phone equipped with his monitoring software. Then again, when it came to bad-case scenarios, Vivian could not come up with reasonable possibilities. Edward Levin was and would always be depraved, perverse, and the absolute exemplar of disgusting b*stards whose rock bottom was an unreachable abyss. Every single one of his atrocities always managed to surpass her worst imagination.It took the man in question about ten minutes to arrive. As though he was displeased with her choosing such a public spot in the lounge, he tilted his head to one side and said casually, “Over there.”He was referring to a bar close to the lobby with chairs cozier than the one Vivian had opted for. Despite his suggestion, she remained seated, only raising her head to his face as she declined calmly, “I’m wearing my volunteer uniform. I shouldn’t be there.”Edward studied her and broke into a smil