Vivian Quinn frowned, grabbing Rachel’s wrist and shoving her into Austin Grant’s arms. "Keep your woman in check. I don’t have ti to get tangled up with you two!"
Only then did Austin Grant belatedly co to his senses. He knew what Vivian Quinn used to look like, but back then she was still developing, pretty but unrefined, her features not yet fully matured.
Later, she was injured while saving him, becoming ugly, crippled, and insecure. He couldn’t even stand the sight of her and never once gave his so-called fiancée a proper look. Her original appearance had gradually faded from his mory.
But today, she had used a woman’s most direct and powerful weapon, appearing before him so unexpectedly. It had completely slain him.
n are visual creatures, and he was no exception.
Next to Vivian Quinn, the ticulously dressed Rachel Quinn paled in comparison. It was hard for his heart not to stir.
Seeing that Austin Grant’s eyes were practically popping out of his head, Rachel Quinn’s face went pale with anger. She suddenly clutched her stomach and said, "Honey, my stomach hurts so much!"
Only then did Austin Grant manage to tear his gaze away, asking, "What’s wrong?"
"I don’t know. Maybe when Vivian pushed just now, it was a little too hard."
Vivian Quinn was rendered speechless.
"Rachel Quinn, everyone’s watching. If you’re going to try and fra , at least use your brain."
Soone in the audience couldn’t help but let out a snort. "PFFT..."
Rachel Quinn’s expression turned even uglier. "Vivian, you can go now."
"Couldn’t be happier."
Vivian Quinn turned to leave, only to see several large, burly n storming in aggressively.
The n were clearly headed for the people on stage. They ca up to Austin Grant and said, "Master Grant, ti to pay up!"
Austin Grant frowned. "Who are you? When did I ever owe you money? Do you have any idea what kind of occasion this is? Get the hell out!"
"So you’re denying your debt, huh? The Quinn Family owes the money. Rachel Quinn is your wife now, so it’s only right and proper that we co to you for it!"
Rachel Quinn was stunned. "Nonsense! When did I ever owe money!"
"The Quinn Group owed it from before. If you have questions, go check with your finance departnt. But you have to pay up today!"
Rachel Quinn was so angry her chest heaved. "I’ll go verify it, but I’m in the middle of my wedding right now! Now get the hell out!"
"Still acting so arrogant when you owe money? Fine, then you won’t be having a wedding!"
Without another word, the n started smashing things. They destroyed whatever they saw, and the scene descended into chaos.
"AHHH! STOP! Don’t you dare ruin my wedding!" Rachel Quinn cried out in a panic. "Get out! Get out!"
Vivian Quinn watched the troublemakers suspiciously. ’It looks like they’re here specifically to cause trouble.’
’Even normal debt collectors wouldn’t make a scene at an event like this. Sothing fishy is going on!’
Vivian Quinn paid the farce no more mind. Having accomplished her mission without a trace, she quietly slipped away.
When she returned to the room, Jett Sterling was sitting in his wheelchair, scrolling through his phone.
"I’m back," Vivian Quinn said, walking over. "There’s nothing left for us here. Let’s go ho."
"How was the wedding?"
Vivian Quinn raised an eyebrow. "As if you don’t know."
Jett Sterling chuckled. "Why would I know?"
"I just have a feeling you know. You must be the one pulling the strings from behind the scenes!"
"I’m touched that Mrs. Sterling thinks so highly of ."
Vivian Quinn flashed a brilliant smile. "You’re too easily touched!"
"Only you can touch ."
A warmth spread through Vivian Quinn’s heart. "Jett Sterling, thank you."
"For what?"
"I know you arranged for those people who crashed the wedding. You wouldn’t let anyone who bullies get away with it."
Jett Sterling gave a noncommittal response. "Vivian, we didn’t have to be so roundabout."
"I know what you an. You could have just crushed them so they’d never recover, but right now, I have to consider Joy."
"I’ll listen to you."
"Jett Sterling, there’s sothing I want to do with you."
"What is it?"
Vivian Quinn’s eyes darted slyly. "Co with !"
An hour later, the two of them were walking along a famous pedestrian street in Aethelgard.
Vivian Quinn turned her head, looking at the side of Jett Sterling’s masked face, when her brow suddenly furrowed. "Zachary Quinn?"
Jett Sterling froze. "You figured it out?"
Vivian Quinn’s mouth fell open in shock. "It really is you!"
Past monts flooded her mind like the opening scenes of a movie. Every ti Zachary Quinn had appeared before her, it was no accident!
She had suspected it before, but she had always dismissed the idea.
She never expected that in the end, the most impossible possibility was actually the truth.
Vivian Quinn puffed up her cheeks indignantly and demanded, "Why did you lie to !"
"How can you call this a lie? I do sotis use another, more mobile identity to get certain things done," the man explained.
"You still could have told from the start."
"Vivian, sotis, the more you know, the more dangerous it becos." Jett Sterling stopped walking, turned, and took her hand. His dark, deep eyes stared intently at her. "Especially by my side. You’re destined to beco a target for everyone."
"I’m not afraid." Vivian Quinn looked at his refined features with determination. "Since I’ve already decided to be by your side, I won’t have any regrets. Even if I beco a target for everyone, even if I face danger, I will always stay with you."
The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed. The next second, his hand was wrapped around Vivian Quinn’s waist.
Her waist was so slender that his large hand could easily encircle it.
The sudden proximity made Vivian Quinn’s heart start to race. She could even feel the heartbeat of the man who was now just inches away.
Vivian Quinn watched as the man’s face slowly drew closer. Her long, curled lashes trembled, and her voice shook slightly. "Jett Sterling, we’re in public. Don’t do anything rash..."
A hint of a smile crept into the man’s deep eyes. "No one knows who we are."
"That doesn’t matter!" Vivian Quinn raised a hand to shield her face. "You’re not allowed to kiss !"
"Mrs. Sterling, did I say I wanted to kiss you?" Jett Sterling’s eyebrow arched slightly. "I just wanted to get a closer look at you."
Vivian Quinn was speechless.
"Jett Sterling, you’re ssing with again!"
"How is this ssing with you?"
"It just is!"
"Alright, whatever Mrs. Sterling says, goes."
"Stop fooling around..." Vivian Quinn could already see people glancing over at them. She quickly gave Jett Sterling a light push on the chest. "Let’s keep walking."
"Okay." The man’s hand slowly moved down, taking hers and lacing their fingers together.
A smile unconsciously graced Vivian Quinn’s lips as she squeezed the man’s hand tightly.
The crowd was bustling, but she felt an unprecedented sense of peace in her heart.
Jett Sterling asked curiously, "Vivian, so this is the thing you wanted to do with ?"
"That’s right. I just wanted to hold your hand and quietly stroll down the street."
"Alright. If you like it, I can walk with you like this every day."
"Mhm!"
Not far away, a cara was hidden in the shadows, frantically capturing photos of the two of them.
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