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Nicholas glanced at her with sarcasm and disdain. "We are done, Vivian. From now on, I'll just consider that you had never been to our family. Do yourself a favor, don't appear in front of me again, and don't do anything unnecessary. Otherwise, I don't mind dealing with you for my grandfather, understand?"
19 years.
For 19 years, Nicholas always said hurtful words to her, but not once as stern and decisive as today.
Vivian stared at him, startled. She found him so distant.
"What if I say you are wrong?" Vivian said, her lips trembling. "I..."
"Enough!" Nicholas interrupted her, "Now that you are voluble? Save it. Take the check and get out of my world."
Nicholas left. Ruthlessly and indifferently.
Vivian stood still in the empty room. She had made up her mind.
The check was torn to shreds. She blacked Nicholas' number, and used the money she earned by herself, the only money left, to buy a plane ticket.
Vivian was used to the wealthy life back in the Moore family, but she knew from the beginning that she didn't deserve it. When her children grew up, she would leave no chance for Nicholas to say that she had raised them with the money he gave, so he was their rightful father.
Her kids only had a mom, not a dad.
They didn't need a dad who trampled Vivian in the mud.
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Vivian Chapman was adopted by the Moore family to be Nicholas' fiancee. She lived in disdain for 19 years, until one night, she slept with her fiance by accident. However, Nicholas never liked her.
As soon as the only person Vivian could rely on passed away, Nicholas kicked her out and called off the engagement in a flash. Only a few days later, he got himself a new girlfriend. Vivian once again realized how cruel he was.
Then that was it. Vivian decided to be tough and get rid of this nightmare. But soon she found that she was pregnant with Nicholas' twins!
Vivian didn't expect that shameless man to chase her to the airport when she was about to leave. How dare he accuse her of being too greedy, using his fiancee's title and his family's money to raise some bastard's babies?
She sneered and hooked his neck: "What if I say that bastard is you?"
1 Not in His League
The sun was scorching hot. A taxi pulled to the gate of the luxurious Moore's manor.
A figure in a white T-shirt and blue jeans got out of the car hurriedly.
It was nine o'clock on a workday. People were supposed to be at school or work, and the house should have been quiet. However, the parking lot was full of luxury cars. Something important had happened.
Mr. Moore! Vivian Chapman quickened her pace, holding her schoolbag tightly. She trotted through the garden, entered the house, and went upstairs.
As soon as she arrived in the living room outside the master bedroom, she saw many people standing there whom she had known for 19 years. Once they caught sight of her, their eyes were full of disgust and scorn.
"You made Grandpa sick. How dare you come here!" Joyce Moore roared. She was the daughter of the third son of the Moore family.
Vivian knew what the Moores thought about her, so she dared not to retort. Bowing her head, she wanted to bypass Joyce.
"I'm talking to you. How dare you ignore me!" Joyce glared at her and was about to stop her.
"It's none of your business. Shut up!" Charles Moore, her father, shot her a glare. Then he looked at Vivian coldly and mocked, "My father is waiting for you. All of us have arrived, but he's only waiting for you and Nicholas. Hurry up and get in."
His words were full of irony, but Vivian didn't respond either. She passed through the crowd and entered the master bedroom.
There, she saw a bony, ashen old man on the bed with a single glimpse.
He was William Moore, a legend in La Costa in the past several decades, the host of this manor. He was also the one who had taken Vivian in and changed her destiny 19 years ago.
"Bill, look. Your favorite girl is here," an old man sitting beside William's bed joked. He was sitting among several other old men, all the business tycoons in La Costa.
William battled a smile, looking more spirited than earlier. "Here you came, Vivi."
"Long time no see, Mr. Moore." Vivian walked closer tearfully, her voice nasal.
She had been kicked out of Moore's Manor for a month but never expected William's health condition to worsen so quickly.
"Good girl, I'm aged. My time has come. Why are you so nervous?" William laughed heartily. "I'm dying soon, but my friends are still alive. Don't worry, Vivi. They'll be your backers. No one will bully you after I'm gone, not even Nicholas."
Vivian's pupils constricted. Subconsciously, she looked around and breathed out in relief without seeing Nicholas Moore.
"Mr. Moore, please stop talking nonsense. You are still young. You'll recover soon and live long." Vivian said and pulled out a small, royal-blue box.
"What are you doing?" William's expression changed instantly. "This is a token for the future hostess of the Moore family. It belongs to you. I just gave it to you earlier than expected. Just keep it. In the future, you should pass it on to your future daughter-in-law. Don't give it to me."
"It's not mine." Vivian shook her head, her eyes red. "Mr. Moore, you treat me extremely well. You want to give me a good life. After you get sick, you still find the elders to back me up. However, Nicholas Moore doesn't like me at all. He'd rather give up the Moore family's properties than marry me, no matter how hard you insisted. Your relationship is ruined because of me. Why did you have to do so?"
Vivian meant it from the bottom of her heart.
She was an outsider. Her father was a driver working for the Moore family, and he passed away to save Nicholas' father. Since then, William took her in and let her lead a wealthy life.
However, it didn't mean she had become a princess after joining the Moore family.
She grew up with other children of the Moore family, attending the same schools and taking the same monthly allowance. It seemed to be fair, but she was indeed different from them.
Besides the monthly allowance, those children had dividends from shares and fixed assets. When they lacked money, they could ask their parents for it. Vivian only lived on a monthly allowance. Less wealth, less confidence. Except for things provided by the Moore family, Vivian dared not to spend extra money.
At school, when she was weak in some subjects, she didn't have extra money to go tutoring. When she had an acne problem, she didn't have money for skincare. She could only sit in other children's classes to learn to play the piano and dance, but lacked money for further studies. Other children could spend their holidays in other countries during winter and summer vacations. On holidays and weekends, they could attend banquets or auctions. They could look for projects and invest in them when they had spare time. Vivian dared not to participate in any of them.
Therefore, she had only seen different worlds while staying with the Moore family. What she had seen repeatedly reminded her that she had never been in Nicholas' league.
Vivian was born optimistic. She knew very well that she could never have been able to engage Nicolas if she hadn't been taken in. Therefore, she grasped every opportunity to get educated, wishing she could deserve him.
In the previous year's college entrance exam, Vivian had an excellent result. She asked Nicholas expectantly, "Which college should I go to?"
He looked down his nose at her, ruining her hope. "Can't even decide your own life? How dare you dream of being my wife? My grandfather insists on letting me marry you, Vivian Chapman, but that's only his wish. Not mine. No matter your family background, appearance, intelligence, or capability, nothing fits the requirements for my future wife."
Others had said those words to her in the past several years, so Vivian just felt disappointed instead of upset.
A month ago, Nicholas was drugged by accident. He took her to his bedroom that night. Although she was also a victim, he kicked her off the bed after waking up.
In his opinion, she was a cheap w***e with a scheming mind. Hence, he'd instead give up on inheriting the Moore family's properties to kick her out. He did it later, and Vivian's dream was utterly broken.
"Compared with Moore Group, his Nove Co was nothing. Nicholas is too young, so he's willful." William added in disdain, "Vivi, don't worry. Just answer me. Do you want to marry Nicholas? Do you like him?"
Vivian had been familiar with all of Nicholas' achievements since he was little. She couldn't help but fall for such an outstanding man, whether he was her fiance or not.
A trace of sorrow flashed through her eyes. She shook her head and replied, "We don't match, Mr. Moore."
Then she held the box on top of her head, kneeling to him. Evidently, Vivian wanted to call off the engagement.
"You silly girl..." William was choked, coughing fiercely.
He had been sick for a long time, and his health had worsened. When he coughed, he couldn't breathe, as if he was coughing out his lungs.
Puff! Dark blood was sprayed from his mouth to the bedsheet. The doctor panicked. "Respirator! Put the patient on a respirator!"
The sounds in the bedroom alerted people in the living room. All the Moores rushed in immediately. Seeing William's condition, they couldn't help yelling.
"Wasn't my father well just now? What happened?"
"Did Vivian Chapman do anything again?"
"Where is Nicholas? He caused trouble. Why isn't he back? Is he too ashamed to see us?"
"Nicholas must dislike Vivian Chapman a lot. He's afraid Grandpa will force him to marry her before passing away. Otherwise, why did Grandpa call all his friends here?"
Upon hearing them talking about William's death, Vivian couldn't help but burst into tears. She gripped William's hand, her ear approaching his lips. "Mr. Moore, what do you want to tell me? Please go ahead. I'm listening."
"f**k off! You b***h! How dare you stay in our house!" Someone shouted and pushed her away fiercely.
The box in her hand dropped to the ground. A jade bracelet fell out, cracking.
Although it didn't belong to her, William had given it to her since she could remember things. Vivian treasured it as much as she loved William, so she couldn't watch it be broken.
"My bracelet!" She immediately lowered her head to pick it up.
A pair of black leather shoes appeared in her sight.
In fear, Vivian raised her head, taking in the man wearing a black suit with an exhausted and haggard look.
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