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    Hearing that, Sean focused his attention on her as he asked, “It seems like you and Miss Turner got


    along well when she was alive.”


    “Not exactly. Miss Turner just came to visit us on behalf of the Larson Group’s charity programs.


    Although when I talked to her, I did have a feeling that she was a very kind person. During the time I


    was abroad, I always looked forward to going back home and meeting her again. I didn’t expect that


    the time we parted at the airport when I went abroad would be thest time we met each other,” Vivian


    exined, her voice slowly- breaking as she did so.


    She then picked up the bottle and filled her and Sean’s ss before she continued, “Let’s not talk


    about this. I know Miss Turner’s reputation isn’t good in the Larson Group.”


    Although Charis had already passed away, there were still rumors in the Larson Group that she had


    gone crazy during herst days. Vivian would get mad every time she heard someone badmouth


    Charis.


    Sean didn’t ask any more so his intentions in gathering such information wouldn’t be exposed. Vivian


    kept pouring wine for Sean while they chatted. Eventually, both of them finished a bottle of wine, which


    caused them to be a little drunk.


    Sean wasn’t a heavy drinker, so he didn’t notice anything unusual.


    “My head hurts. I need to sleep for a while,” Vivian said as she bent over the table, pretending to be


    drunk.


    She had already investigated Sean beforehand. He had a good temper, a clean background, and was


    disciplined. He had only been in love a few times. His family usually attached great importance to


    reputation, which was most likely the reason why Brandon chose Sean as his assistant.


    That was exactly why she nned to find a whore from a nightclub to sleep with Sean. If that were to


    happen, she could ckmail him at the right time.


    Eventually, Sean felt dizzy, so he stood up and paid the bill. He then looked at Vivian and said, “It’s time


    to go home.”


    He was still able to control himself now even though he was dizzy. He was the type of person who


    would rather avoid risks.


    “Miss Turner was probably very kind to you. She’s a family to us orphans,” Vivian said, tears streaming


    down her face as she spoke.


    Sean picked up a piece of tissue and handed it to her. “If Miss Turner was still alive, she wouldn’t want


    to see you sad.”


    Vivian clutched the tissue in her hand for a moment before she buried her face in her arms and


    sobbed. She wasn’t actually that emotional. She was just stalling time—anxiously waiting for the drug


    to affect Sean.


    Before that could happen, she had to convince him to stay. She couldn’t let him leave.


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    Sean couldn’t make her stop crying. He even felt dizzier by the minute, so he supported his forehead


    with one hand and tried to stand up, but his legs went weak, causing him to fall back into his seat.


    “Mr. Johnson, are you drunk?” Vivian asked while Sean was in a daze. He noticed her looking up at


    him, but he could barely hear what she was saying.


    Eventually, Sean cked out, and Vivian caught him in her arms. Once she was sure that he was


    unconscious, she took out her phone and texted someone.


    A long-haired woman appeared in front of the restaurant not long after. She had heavy makeup and


    was wearing ck stockings and a tight dark-red skirt. She smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, and it


    was overpowering as she quickly walked toward Vivian. She frowned at the sight of Sean and asked,


    “He’s unconscious. Is he still capable?”


    Vivian pushed Sean into the woman’s arms and tidied up her own clothes. “That’s your job, right?”


    She picked up her bag and smiled. “I think this will be his first time. You should be good to him.”


    That woman was actually a prostitute. She carefully observed Sean’s face and smiled. “He’s such a


    lovely guy. I’m so lucky.”


    Just when the woman was about to leave while holding Sean, someone suddenly swung open the


    restaurant’s front door. It was Este.


    She blocked the woman and frowned as she asked, “Where are you taking my boyfriend?”


    “Sean is your boyfriend?” asked Vivian with a frown, as she wondered why Este came back.


    She took a step back and asked calmly, “What are you doing here? Sean is my colleague. I can’t leave


    him here drunk.”


    Este came back as she was worried about Sean. She felt that Vivian was not a simple person on first


    impression.


    Although Sean looked smart, he was actually very simple. He never thought that others would harbor


    any bad intentions against him, and he never guarded himself against anyone.


    Seeing the way Vivian was behaving around Sean, Este was certain that she made the right decision


    toe back.


    Este then scoffed and asked, “So you’re okay with having this stranger take Sean away?”


    Este red at the woman who had her arms around Sean, supporting him. She hissed fiercely, “Get


    your dirty hands off my boyfriend!”


    The nightclub girl secretly nced at Vivian. She then rolled her eyes at Este and snorted before


    helping Sean back to his seat. She thought that it was unwise to mess with Este. She didn’t want to


    get involved in their feud. She narrowed her eyes at Vivian, signaling her intentions to leave.


    However, before the nightclub girl had the chance to leave, she was stopped by Este.


    Este nced at her in her sexy clothes and sneered, “You two must be in cahoots! You are trying to


    set Sean up. Which brothel are you working in? Since there are no brothels in this area, you must have


    Este suspected that Vivian had hired the nightclub girl to set up a trap for Sean.


    Vivian maintained her calm demeanor. She supported Sean up as she was trying to leave and snorted,


    “I don’t know this woman. When I came back from the bathroom, I saw her taking Sean away. I thought


    she was Sean’s friend or that he called her over. Well, guess not.”


    Este immediately reached out her hand and stopped Vivian. “Where are you taking Sean? Give him


    to me.”


    Vivian stared at Este coldly, devoid of expression. “I’m Sean’s colleague. I will take the responsibility


    of sending him home safely. And who are you? I’ve never heard from Sean that he has a girlfriend.


    Besides, I don’t even know you. If you keep harassing us, I’ll call the police!”


    Este’s anxiety rose as Vivian was about to leave with Sean. She hurriedly jumped in front of the door


    to prevent them from leaving and said, “I know Natalie. She can prove that I am Sean’s friend!”


    Vivian tried to maintain herposure, but there was a note of impatience in her voice. “Miss, please


    get out of the way. I really have to get him home now. I’m Sean’s colleague. I’ll drive him home safely.


    Don’t worry.” “I can’t let you take Sean away!” cried Este anxiously. An idea then struck her.


    Este took out her phone and made a video call to Natalie.