Patrick replied, "Old Tanner is fine."
"It seems that President Grant is still concerned about The Grants being in the spotlight, so he didn’t dare to make a big deal out of it and just sent Old Tanner back to the rehab center."
"Jasmine has already taken her father back to their hotown now."
"But she’s taken a leave of absence from school and might not return for a while."
Vivian was a bit relieved to know Old Tanner was okay.
After hanging up, Vivian didn’t linger outside but got in the car with Zack to head back to Crestfall Villa.
The car was, of course, sent by The Thorne Family.
Once in the car, Vivian didn’t idle.
She first called Sumr Dunn to explain the situation and then said, "Sumr, I have a plan, but I’m not sure if you’ll agree."
Sumr, who knew Vivian had been worried about her father, was already very touched.
Learning that Vivian had a plan, she imdiately said, "Tell about it."
Vivian: "I want... to make the teacher beco a vegetative state."
Sumr was montarily stunned, shocked: "What did you say?"
Vivian first glanced at the front seat, and once the driver raised the partition, she continued.
Zack took the opportunity to report Vivian’s itinerary for the day to Julian Thorne.
He also added, "Master Julian, it seems like Miss Sinclair has quite a few troubles around her."
Julian Thorne: "She hasn’t sought help, which ans she can handle these troubles on her own. There’s no need to act on our own."
Zack thought: It seems Master Julian has known about these things all along.
However, Miss Sinclair’s style of handling things was quite unexpected.
He initially thought her most impressive quality was being a painter.
Now it seed she was calm, ticulous, and smart and quick-witted.
Facing troubles, she could calmly and orderly tackle them one by one, which was the greatest highlight of a person.
Otherwise, why would Master Julian be so concerned about her but still trust her to handle her own affairs?
Most importantly, the relationship between Miss Sinclair and... her, seed quite friendly.
Soon, the next day arrived.
Julian Thorne was almost nowhere to be seen, busy with sothing.
Vivian got along with Sylvia pretty well.
Vivian was relieved that Sylvia hadn’t ntioned anything about the relationship between Vivian and Julian Thorne.
And with Stella, the little sun, always between them, Sylvia couldn’t find the opportunity to speak to Vivian alone.
Sylvia naturally noticed the change in Stella.
She was very surprised.
Since when did Stella beco so obedient and well-behaved?
After asking the butler, Felix, she learned it was all thanks to Vivian.
She also learned that Vivian was the famous painter W.
And Stella liked Vivian so much because Vivian personally taught Stella to paint every day.
That’s why Stella had improved so much.
Sylvia was so excited she didn’t know what to say.
Last night, she personally cooked a turkey for Vivian.
Although the turkey was quite unappetizing.
Getting along fairly well, in the blink of an eye, it was the night Vivian and Julian Thorne had agreed to give an answer.
Vivian had received a notice from Charlotte early on that evening, saying there would be a party at the manor.
So Vivian was to attend in full dress.
Vivian thought to herself: Just a few people, and there’s a party?
However, if everyone attended, it should be quite lively.
Parties are great because when everyone’s lively, Julian probably wouldn’t press for her answer tonight, right?
The snow had stopped.
The snow on the garden’s paths had been entirely cleared.
It wasn’t even six o’clock when guests began arriving at The Thorne Family.
Vivian then realized that The Thorne Family had a family banquet today, inviting only relatives.
As for the elite families in Ardis, they naturally weren’t on the invitation list.
Vivian felt her identity to be sowhat awkward, so she dawdled for a long ti until Charlotte urged her to put on the dress Julian Thorne had personally sent over.
The dress was a moon-white, neither loose nor tight-fitting gown, with a lightweight top like clouds. It moved and stayed still like flowing moonlight, with a faint shimring gloss, breathtakingly beautiful and dazzling.
Vivian stood quietly in front of the mirror, looking at herself.
Ever since her belly started growing, she had been wearing increasingly loose clothing.
She hadn’t expected to wear such a beautiful dress now.
Vivian slightly turned to the side, seeing her slightly protruding belly.
Even so, the dress highlighted her figure.
Her waistline, full, her collarbone like a butterfly’s wing gently fluttering.
And two long shawls draped down her back, rging with the fishtail skirt hem.
Besides a small red mole on her shoulder, her snow-white skin was nearly flawless!
When Vivian walked a few steps, Charlotte exclaid twice.
"Miss Sinclair, you’re too beautiful!"
Vivian carefully applied makeup under Charlotte’s supervision.
She even highlighted her collarbone with a shimring glow.
Then, she ticulously arranged Vivian’s long, curly hair, as lustrous as a waterfall, down her back.
She put on pearl earrings, a pearl-embedded gemstone necklace, and a bracelet.
These exquisite jewelry pieces were also sent from Julian’s place today.
Each item Charlotte opened made Vivian all the more astonished.
Being an insider, she knew their value.
Moreover, she recognized these items were treasures from the European royal family, auctioned and collected at high prices years ago.
He actually... just gave them all to her?
Looking at the mirror again, Vivian couldn’t help but touch her face.
Indeed, tonight, she was quite beautiful.
Charlotte thought: Beautiful? Miss Sinclair was already born with an elegant poise, and now with a dress and makeup, she’s even more stunningly beautiful.
This would definitely dazzle the gentleman!
Clasping her hands, Charlotte couldn’t hide her excitent, her expectations for the evening mounting to the highest.
"Miss Sinclair, please co with ."
The symphony had already started playing downstairs.
Charlotte led Vivian to the terrace on the third floor.
Pushing open the window, the mont when the cold wind mingled with the warm air, Vivian couldn’t help but shiver.
Charlotte quickly draped the prepared cashre shawl over her shoulders, "Hang in there."
"It’s almost ti."
"Are you ready?"
Vivian still didn’t know what Charlotte was up to and asked blankly, "Ready for what?"
Charlotte said, "It’s almost ti."
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Vivian knew it was almost seven o’clock.
At this mont, the sky had already turned completely dark.
There was still snow accumulated on the treetops and grass outside.
In the grand hall of the building, which was as large as a castle, symphonic music was playing.
New guests continued to arrive downstairs.
As Charlotte finished counting down, a ’firework’ suddenly burst open in the sky!
"Boom—" A loud noise echoed.
The brilliant colors instantly illuminated the entire sky, as well as the whole Crestfall Villa.
Then, the fireworks unfolded like a rainbow waterfall cascading down from the sky.
Suddenly, a swarm of drones appeared in the sky.
They quickly transford, in an instant forming a bouquet of roses and a diamond ring.
The people inside the house rushed outside upon hearing the commotion.
At this mont, crowding the garden, no one cared about the cold outside, all gazing up at the sky in amazent, uttering a ’Wow.’
Then, the drones began to change again, forming a veil and a diamond ring.
Vivian hadn’t yet recovered from the shock when she saw them slowly shift and finally form a string of English letters.
marry , Wei.
When the word ’Wei’ appeared in the sky, Vivian’s mind went completely blank.
She stared dazedly at the string of words continuously flashing in the sky.
It felt as if sothing in her heart, much like the fireworks, had suddenly exploded...
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
Until footsteps sounded behind her, she turned to look—
It was him, Julian Thorne.
Today he was dressed in a suit, sothing Vivian had never seen before, the serious and solemn Julian Thorne.
And this suit not only perfectly showcased his solid physique and the smooth curve of his waist and abdon but also seed to reveal a side never shown before — noble, cool, and inherently extraordinary.
Coupled with his tall stature, that handso face, flawless and as if sculpted... The visually captivated Vivian had to admit she was deeply moved.
Unconsciously, she took a step back.
"Be careful."
With a long stride, Julian Thorne was beside Vivian in an instant.
He quickly extended his arm to wrap around her soft waist, gently drawing her into his embrace.
"The iron railing is very cold."
His hand shielded Vivian from the icy railing, pulling her into the warmth of his protective embrace.
Julian Thorne lowered his head, his voice so tender it astonished Vivian.
Before she could react, Julian gently took Vivian’s hand, then lowered his head and knelt on one knee!
Vivian’s pupils suddenly contracted.
"Julian Thorne, you—"
Julian Thorne: "Marry , Miss Sinclair."
His eyes gazed deeply into hers, as if trying to reach the depths of her soul, seeking that certainty he hadn’t yet found.
"Be my wife."
"Enjoy this world, enjoy the love I give you."
"Not because you are the mother of the babies."
"But simply because you are you, Vivian Sinclair."
Vivian stared at him in a daze.
"Do you... really like ?"
Julian Thorne chuckled softly.
"No, it’s not just liking."
Even though he didn’t say the word, Vivian’s heart was already racing chaotically.
She knew, she was done for.
Completely, utterly done for.
Feelings she had never experienced for Austin Grant suddenly appeared in this man, undeniably and repeatedly.
Is it because of the special attention he gives her?
She wasn’t pretending to be naive all along.
She simply didn’t dare to believe that soone in this world could love her.
But tonight, she had an overwhelming desire to throw caution to the wind...
To give it a try.
Should she try it?
What if, what if he really could restore her ability to love and be loved?
Maybe, he could handle everything.
Maybe, she could really talk to him about her feelings, and he always understood what she was thinking.
Perhaps...
She should love and hate boldly for once.
After all, you only live once.
What if she loses...
It’s not like she hasn’t lost before; does she still fear the lack of experience?
Yes, she shouldn’t turtle away.
Even though feelings change quickly, in this mont of sincerity, Vivian had no doubt.
So, why not be a bit braver?
Hadn’t she already known the answer deep within her heart all along?
Moreover, seeing Julian Thorne, such a high-ranking person, lower his head for her at this mont felt incredibly satisfying!
Once she understood, Vivian imdiately stepped forward, bent over, lifted Julian Thorne’s face, and kissed him.
"Julian Thorne, I do."
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