Chapter 34
Vivian Bennett sprinted into the gated community.
Her heart pounded like a drum.
Ryan Johnson stood by the car, watching her frantic escape.
His brows were tightly furrowed.
Didn't she say she felt carsick?
Her speed suggested she was running for her life.
Midnight.
Vivian tossed and turned in bed.
Her velvet bedding was crumpled into a mess.
Liam Sullivan's actions in the car replayed in her mind.
His scorching breath.
His forceful kiss.
Every memory made her ears burn.
What did he really mean?
Did he actually intend to marry her?
Vivian shook her head violently.
Impossible.
What was Liam Sullivan's status?
What was hers?
Unless...
She suddenly remembered the scene at the restaurant.
Liam Sullivan and Isabella Sullivan with that little boy.
They looked like a perfect family of three.
So he wanted to find a stepmother for his illegitimate child?
And he chose her?
Vivian clenched the corner of the blanket.
She refused to be a scapegoat.
Even if he possessed immeasurable wealth.
She would never compromise.
Her phone suddenly vibrated.
The screen glowed with an eerie light.
An unfamiliar text message popped up.
"Wait for me after work tomorrow night!"
The tone was commanding.
Leaving no room for doubt.
Vivian instantly thought of Liam Sullivan.
Who else could it be?
But how did he get her number?
Her fingers trembled.
The phone slipped onto the pillow.
She lay awake all night.
The big boss sending messages late at night.
They were meeting again tomorrow.
How could she possibly sleep?
She tossed and turned until dawn.
Vivian had just closed her eyes when the alarm startled her awake.
She had only slept for an hour.
She struggled to get up.
The person in the mirror had dark circles under her eyes.
She yawned repeatedly on her way to work.
The moment she stepped into the PR department.
Hannah Green appeared like a ghost.
"One minute away from being late," she said coldly.
Vivian forced her eyes open. "I'll pay attention next time."
She silently disagreed.
She clearly wasn't late.
Hannah was just looking for trouble.