It was rush hour.
Vivian exchanged glances with Adrian. For a split second, she wanted to pretend she didn't know him.
Gossip might seem harmless, but it’s actually pretty powerful.
Spread by one person to another, right could be turned into wrong.
Just like this afternoon, she had heard a lot of gossip about her and Adrian.
Her subordinates said she had slept her way to the top, erasing all the achievements she had made in the industry.
Her superiors looked at her strangely, with unknown meanings.
To be honest, after getting to know him, Vivian knew Adrian was not a bad person.
But no woman wanted to be labeled a "mistress," and Vivian was no exception.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Adrian saw her hesitation, his thin lips twitched slightly, and he got into the
