Chapter 508
What was going on?
How did this woman get out of Liam Sullivan's limousine?
Had he gone to find this Crystal after she ignored his apology last night?
Was Crystal here specifically to flaunt her victory?
While Vivian Bennett was still processing this, Crystal had already walked up to her.
Seeing the woman whose looks and aura far surpassed her own, Crystal finally understood why she was only called a knock-off.
She pressed her lips together and handed a piece of paper to Vivian.
"I came to give you this."
Vivian took the test report, her expression freezing for a moment.
A few seconds later, she handed the paper back to Crystal.
She didn't look at the man whose intense gaze was fixed on her from not far away.
Her voice was cold.
"Tell him women aren't that easy to appease."
With that, Vivian hailed a taxi and sped away.
Crystal walked over to Liam Sullivan and relayed Vivian's words verbatim.
Liam's brows furrowed, his thin lips pressed into a hard, cold line.
He pulled out a check and handed it to Crystal.
"Don't contact me again."
Crystal didn't take it.
She looked at the man's handsome yet distant face, her eyes reddening.
"Mr. Sullivan, if I ask for nothing, just to stay by your side, even if it means being your servant..."
Liam cut her off coldly.
His deep eyes held not a trace of warmth.
"Then go to the street and practice your mooing and neighing?"
Crystal's face flushed crimson instantly.
She lowered her gaze, biting her lower lip hard.
"I was delusional."
Liam stuffed the check into her hand.
"This money is enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life."
Tears welled in Crystal's eyes.
"Thank you."
Liam didn't say another word.
He turned, got into his car, and drove away swiftly.
Such a noble, peerlessly handsome man—what woman could truly remain unmoved?
Even if it was just a performance, he had been gentle and considerate to her for several days.
For him, it was merely a play.
For her, it was a precious memory she would cherish for a lifetime.
She probably would never forget it.
How happy must the woman who truly earned his love be.
That night, Vivian worked late.
When she finally left, the entire Sullivan Group building was silent.
She had just stepped out the main doors when she was abruptly pulled into a car.
Before she could react, Liam Sullivan had her tightly in his arms, kissing her urgently.
Vivian pushed against him a few times, but couldn't budge him.
Frustrated, she pounded his chest.
Only when they were both breathless did Liam loosen his hold slightly.
Vivian gasped for air, shoving him away and retreating to the other side of the car.
Her lips were a tempting red, slightly parted.
Her clear, bright eyes sparkled with obvious anger.
She bit her lip, glaring at him furiously, utterly exasperated.
"Don't be angry." Liam reached for her, but she shook him off.
Helpless, he put on a pitiful expression.
"Vivian, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry. Nothing happened between me and that Crystal."
Seeing him play the victim, Vivian's anger mostly dissipated, leaving only frustration.
"Do you know what I'm angry about?"
Liam didn't dare add fuel to the fire, just gazed at her with deep affection.
In times like these, showing weakness was the best strategy.
Vivian's eyes locked onto him.
"Why didn't you discuss it with me first? Why did you decide everything on your own?"
Liam remained silent.
Vivian's expression was serious.
"If you truly see me as your partner, you should have told me about something this big in advance!"
Liam looked at her deeply and took her hand.
"I'm sorry. This time, I was inconsiderate. I promise you, from now on, I'll inform you before I do anything."
Vivian sighed helplessly and leaned into his embrace.
"You don't need to report every single thing. I just hope things like this happen less often. I just want to live a peaceful, happy life with you."
Liam rested his chin gently on the top of her head, his tone gentle.
"I promise you. I'll definitely give you a peaceful, happy life from now on. Whatever you want, I'll listen to you."