Vivian thought about her pregnancy mix-up.
Initially, Dr. Lyle had destroyed all the hospital’s databases before fleeing, yet Julian Thorne still managed to uncover everything about her. It was evident he had a formidable team and experts backing him.
"For this matter, it seems I have no choice but to ask for his help."
Vivian made up her mind to bring up the matter with Julian Thorne after returning from the orphanage tomorrow.
Now she understood that connections shouldn’t be wasted.
After all, she was carrying his child, and surely he wouldn’t want to remain unclear about the other half of his child’s bloodline, would he?
Upon opening her eyes, Vivian awoke to find it was already eight o’clock.
Recently, she had been waking up naturally every day.
The Thorne Family’s servants wouldn’t co knocking to wake her before half-past nine.
If they woke her, it was to prevent her from going hungry, considering her health and nutrition, hence inviting her to breakfast.
Vivian also wanted to lead a more regular life, so once awake, she got up.
Just as she stepped out the door, Charlotte approached quickly, saying, "Miss Sinclair, thank goodness, I was just about to call you to wake up."
"Madam has just returned."
"She heard about you and asked to see if you were awake."
"Madam said... you’re invited to join her for breakfast."
Vivian paused slightly, her heart growing tense: "Is it Mr. Thorne’s mother?"
Charlotte: "Yes."
Charlotte leaned closer and whispered, "Madam moved out of the manor years ago."
"Her relationship with both Sir and Miss has not been good these past years."
"As for Miss, she was naive and didn’t feel much when Madam left, but there was a fierce argunt between Sir and Madam last ti."
"I suspect Matron Turner orchestrated this visit by informing Madam about you."
"Miss Sinclair, be ntally prepared no matter what."
"Madam’s temper isn’t great either."
Vivian suddenly felt overwheld.
If her pregnancy hadn’t been exposed, she would remain just an employee to The Thorne Family.
She could then treat Julian Thorne’s mother rely as an employer.
Many things could be shrugged off.
Even if she faced difficulties, she could endure them for the money.
But now Julian Thorne had ntioned wanting to marry her and raise the child together, and his words had indeed caused Vivian to ponder for a long ti.
Should the children bear the label of illegitimacy from birth or... should they be given a legitimate status?
But granting this status might lead the children to face speculations about their origins in the future, with the world viewing them through an abnormal lens.
Perhaps it was best to leave Ardis with her children and start anew for their future?
After all, Vivian knew well the gap between her and a high society family like The Thorne Family.
Wanting to step into it would surely bring nurous trials, perhaps even unknown dangers.
The kidnapping tragedy of Julian and Stella when they were young was proof of this, wasn’t it?
Although the manor seed simple and quiet for now, wasn’t Mrs. Thorne about to arrive too?
Vivian braced herself and said, "Forget it, I’ll handle whatever cos my way."
"If we dislike each other, I’ll just leave after the month is up."
"Anyway, I’ve already been divorced once, I’ve been through tough tis. I won’t tolerate such grievances again."
Vivian said this with sincerity.
If this Mrs. Thorne was really difficult, she’d be another Lillian Rivers.
She had long been exhausted by these relationships.
So if it was truly unbearable, she wouldn’t force herself into such a predicant again.
Vivian strode forward boldly, determined.
Charlotte followed behind, hastily texting Felix: "Butler Felix, has Sir left yet?"
"Ergency! Ergency!"
"I feel Madam inviting Miss Sinclair to breakfast might not go well. We urgently need Sir to back her up!"
"Otherwise, she might be scared away!"
After reporting, Charlotte quickly caught up with Vivian.
Strangely, she was more anxious than Vivian, the one involved.
Soon they arrived at the dining room entrance.
Vivian asked, "Has Stella co down yet?"
Charlotte: "It was likely at Matron Turner’s suggestion that Miss had her breakfast in the room and has no intention of coming down yet."
Was it deliberate?
This Matron Turner’s intent against her was becoming quite clear now.
Was it because of Truman?
She heard that when she secretly left last ti, Truman was sent to Zanthos in Julian’s anger.
Is that why she bears a grudge against her?
Quite baffling indeed!
Vivian believed she had managed a harmonious relationship with Matron Turner before, but now it seed she had no place for her anymore.
Vivian stepped into the dining room.
The maids were bustling about.
It seed they were rearranging the vases and ornants per Madam’s request upon her return to the manor, ensuring each piece was placed precisely as desired.
Even the slightest tilt in a hanging picture was ticulously corrected without allowing any blemishes.
As Vivian appeared, Felix imdiately had all the maids pause.
"Miss Sinclair, good morning."
Since last night’s hotpot, the servants in the manor have all beco even more aware that Mr. Thorne is even more indulgent towards Miss Sinclair than he is to Miss Thorne.
They ate such a dangerous hotpot in the open air while it was snowing.
This kind of outrageous and risky dining would never have happened before.
So, so things just need one dinner to make everyone clearly recognize: Miss Sinclair’s status in this manor is more esteed than anyone imagined!
And in the future, there’s a great possibility that she may beco the new mistress of this manor...
Felix led everyone to respectfully greet Vivian Sinclair with a ’good morning,’ startling Sylvia Joyce, who was originally chatting with Matron Turner by the window.
She turned her head to look at Vivian Sinclair.
Upon seeing her silhouette, Vivian Sinclair imdiately greeted, "Hello, madam."
Seeing Vivian Sinclair, Sylvia was sowhat surprised.
"It’s you...?"
She recognized at a glance that this was the girl who helped her evade the bodyguards in the restaurant that day!
How could it be her?
Sylvia’s expression instantly beca complicated.
She slowly walked towards Vivian Sinclair.
Her gaze, besides falling on her dazzlingly beautiful face, also drifted down to Vivian Sinclair’s rounded belly.
She was pregnant. Sylvia had already heard about it.
Moreover, Matron Turner had also said she was likely carrying Julian’s child!
And that she was originally a married woman who had seduced Julian through disgraceful ans, and was now staying at their Thorne Family, clinging on because of the child in her belly.
Upon hearing these words, Sylvia initially ford a negative impression of Vivian Sinclair.
But seeing her in person now, she was sowhat pleasantly surprised.
When they first t in the restaurant, Vivian Sinclair had imdiately caught Sylvia’s eye.
Moreover, knowing she was married back then, Sylvia was a bit disappointed.
Now, how could it turn out to be her?
Sylvia approached, wanting to ask countless questions directly, but was afraid that any inappropriate question might scare her away.
Vivian, not reacting yet to Sylvia’s passionate gaze, stared at her for a long mont before rembering: "It’s... it’s you?"
How could it be that beautiful madam from that day?
She was actually Julian’s mother?
What kind of fate is this?
Sylvia chuckled lightly.
She naturally and familiarly took Vivian Sinclair’s hand: "Co on, let’s go have breakfast together first?"
"Sit down and talk slowly."
Just as they took their seats, there was a shout from the door: "Sir."
Julian Thorne strode in rapidly, a hint of urgency on his face.
He was still wearing his black coat, which he hadn’t taken off.
Clearly, he had hurried back from outside.
Sylvia gave a light hum, too lazy to look at his disordered state.
Vivian Sinclair was full of surprise: "Mr. Thorne?"
"You... haven’t gone to work yet?"
A drop of sweat trickled down Felix’s forehead.
He secretly glared at Charlotte.
Charlotte stood absolutely still, eyes and nose focused straight ahead.
She was just giving a normal report.
After all, Sir had said, any important situation must be reported!
Better safe than sorry, what if Miss Sinclair suffered so great grievance today, and Sir ca back to hold her accountable—then she’d lose this high-paying job?
Ha, she’s just being dutiful—how could that be wrong?
Felix thought: Silly girl, didn’t you know Sir had already left?
At that speed, imagine how fast Louie must have driven back!
Afraid the car’s four wheels might as well have flown up.
Though theirs was the only family on this mountain, still, with icy slippery roads, what if sothing had happened on the way?
Yet, no one expected... the Madam actually knew Miss Sinclair.
What a small world.
But who knows what the situation will be next, better to watch and see.
Julian Thorne finally took off his coat and ca over.
He naturally pulled out the chair beside Vivian Sinclair and sat down.
"I realized I hadn’t had breakfast yet, so I ca back halfway."
"Mind if I join you for breakfast?"
Of course, Vivian Sinclair wouldn’t mind!
As soon as Julian sat down, he gave her a reassuring look—what was there not to understand?
Seeing him in such a rush, he must have returned specifically after hearing sothing mid-way.
Vivian Sinclair wasn’t dense; how could her heart not be touched?
In a barely audible voice, she softly said to Julian Thorne: "Thank you for your trouble."
Julian Thorne accepted it all.
Looking up at Sylvia Joyce, he said, "Mom, this is Vivian."
"She’s carrying my child."
"Please, don’t make things difficult for her."
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