In Ceaser’s restaurant, at the VIP floor.
An exhausted Vivian Hart allowed herself to relax and eat her meal. She slumped into the velvet chair of the VIP Lounge. Her limps were heavy, and her body ached, her brain was foggy from a very busy day.
Ever since she left Sarah’s office, she has had to spend the next few hours working. This was the only time that she could squeeze out of the day to have her meal. After she was done working, she had left her office and quickly boarded the flight back to Smoak Island. She still had other things that she needed to do.
She was almost done eating when her phone vibrated beside her and started ringing. Vivian glanced around the restaurant with an apologetic gaze before quickly picking up the phone and glancing at the Caller ID. A smile blossomed o
