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Vivienne’s expression changed drastically. She felt as though her heart was being dipped apart by an unknown force.
Her voice came out desperate. “Albert, I’ll change my ways! I’m no longer a coward, and I won’t throw tantnims anymore! I’ll also learn how to contribute to this. relationship and learn how to love you back too! Please give the one more chance, okay?”
But Albert merely gazed back with resolve burning in his eyes. “It’s too late now, Vivi. I’ve already fallen for Melanie.”
Tears were quick to cascade down Vivienne’s cheeks. She screamed, “How is she worthy of your love? She’s just a decoration–a wife who was bound to you contract! She has no right to gain your love!”
Melanie’s Lace popped into Albert’s mind at that moment. He recalled how her eyes were often calm and serene, her face always adorned with a small smile.
He stated firmly, “Melanie’s worth my love. She’s polite, gentle, and strong; not to mention, she’s never unreasonable. She often shoulders all the burdens quietly without any complaints.
*she might be in love with Leon, but she never uses her love for him to hurt anyone else. She makes me feel safe. Not only that, but she also makes me feel that Tất can be loved as well.”
A pause Later, Albert continued, “Love happens without a reason, Vivi. I’ll only treat you as my sister from now on.” After that, he tumed to speak with Blake.” Book a flight ticket to Southaven for me. The sooner, the better.”
Vivienne’s cries of despair echoed from behind Albert. “Albert, don’t go! Please, I’m begging you! Don’t leave me here!”
Albert stopped briefly, yet he never looked back. All he said was, “Vivi, take care of yourself.”
Then, he strode out of his office. Vivienne could only slump to the floor, wailing at the top of her lungs..
Meanwhile, Melanie sat on the couch in a villa located in Southaven She cradled a glass of water while sipping from it continuously. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, as though she was trapped in her thoughts. She didn’t even realize that her glass had man empty some time ago.
Her best friend, Wendy Sutton, couldn’t bear to watch Melanie making a fool out of herself any longer. Snatching the glass from Melanie’s hands, Wendy berated, Are you trying to drink yourself to death? You’re the sugar mommy, not the sugar baby, for crying out loud! Why are you being so nervous?”
Stunned, Melanie soon lowered her head. “I don’t know why I’m this nervous as well”
It had been a week since she came to Southaven. She’d come here to meet the college student who looked like Leon. But she’d only made up her mind to see him after being here for many days. She acriously had no idea what she was afraid of
Was she worried that the student’s face might resemble Leon’s a bit too much and that she wouldn’t be able to control herself? Or was she afraid that he didn’t look
like Leon at all, which would disappoint her in retum?
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Wendy stood up and headed for the door in hurried steps. When she opened the door, she perked up Instantly.
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The young man standing in the doorway was clad in a simple ensemble -a white shirt and a pair of black slacks that made his legs look longer. He had delicate features, making him look like he’d stepped out of a painting. While his features seemed cold and aloof, he still exuded an air of tendemess
Head fair sin, a straight nose, and light red lips. Just the sight of him standing the’s made him look like a model who’d attract everyone’s attention.
Wendy couldn’t help but marvel at Tristan Holt’s looks. Although it was her second tube meeting him, she was still enthralled by his looks.
“Come in.” Wendy moved aside to let Tristan into the villa, a hint of a smile present in hertone.
Tristan nodded before striding into the living room. He walked very quietly, as though he was worned he might scare someone off.
When Melanie heard the footsteps, she raised her head to see Tristan. As soon as her eyes landed on his face, she was instantly dumbstruck.
He definitely looked like Leon. In fact, his face was identical to Lean’s. His eyes, in particular, were so deep yet so gentle. It was as though he could see through one’s soul very easily
Melanie trated up instantly. Her tears soon streamed down her cheeks.
Noticing the tears, Wendy quickly asked, “What’s wrong? Is he so good–looking that you can’t help but cry?”
only then did Melanie snap out of her trance and wipe her tears on the spot. In an attempt to repeal her panicked expression, she picked up the documents from the table and pretended to interview Tristan
“Take a seat. Let’s talk,” she said while pretending to be calm
Tristan nodded in repom. He took a seat on the couch across from Melanie
Melanie looked at the files in her hands. She adopted a cold and formal tone this time. “How old are you?”
“Um 23 years old. “Tristan’s voice was deep and clear.
“What’s your gender?
*Your occupation
“Imacollege student, curently enrolled in the computer science mujor ”
“How about your grades?”
“Pothe valedictorian of my war
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“What are your hobbies?”
“I love programming, playing basketball, and…” Tristan paused, his gaze falling onto Melanie’s face. “Writing letters,”
