Short-legged wifey
She narrowed her eyes before swiftly grabbing her phone. Two calls had to be made.
Selecting the first contact, she dialed the number. “Hello, hey babe. You don’t need to come pick me up; my aunt’s already here. Just rest well, okay? We had a long day.”
“I’ll call you when I get home. Bye.” She hung up.
Martha didn’t want Max to know, not just yet. She aimed for him to discover it in the most unpleasant way possible, hoping it would extinguish any lingering feelings he was still having for Mia.
She’d figure out the details on how to go about it later. For now, there was another call to make.
A smug smile played on her lips as she scrolled through her contact list.
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After Vivian and her parents returned home, a joyous atmosphere enveloped them.
“Now that you’ve completed high school, it’s time for you to frequent the company and pay attention to things. Your father is getting old,” urged Arnold Thompson.
Vivian smiled cutely and replied, “Okay, Dad.”
Barbara, on the side, squeaked with joy inwardly. Everything she desired was slowly materializing. Once her daughter assumed control of XY Company and ascended to the role of the Madam in the Mandez family, they would both become so influential that… they’d be controlling everything.
After a night filled with family celebrations, darkness descended. Arnold Thompson headed upstairs to retire for the night, leaving Vivian and her mother downstairs.
“Did you see that wench today?” Once her husband was out of earshot, Barbara grimaced.
“Mia? No, I didn’t,” Vivian shook her head.
She had actually hoped to see her sister, but throughout the exam, she never caught a glimpse of Mia. “What’s the matter? Is she okay?”
“That wench! I gave her the flowers meant for you,” Barbara hissed.
Vivian shook her head at her mother and sighed. “It’s okay that you gave it to her.”
Before Barbara could retort, she stood up, saying, “I want to go take my bath and freshen up. There’s a place I need to be.” As she spoke, her cheeks turned rosy pink.
Seeing her daughter blush, Barbara threw her hand over her mouth and arched one of her brows. Vivian nodded in response to the silent question, making the woman squeak happily, “You don’t say!”
Her daughter only blushed that way when it came to one particular person.
Vivian giggled and ascended the stairs to her room.
A day before her school’s graduation ceremony, she had already moved out of the school dormitory, bringing her belongings home with her mother’s assistance.
Dressed in a lovely evening floral dress, she applied light makeup, sprayed a nice cologne, and descended the stairs-gentle hands picking up the well dry-cleaned suit from the bed, protected by a thin, transparent nylon cover.
A grin adorned her face.
Barbara was still downstairs when Vivian arrived.
“I’m off, Mom. What about that thing I asked you to get from Dad?”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
Impatiently waiting, Vivian watched as her mother rummaged through her bag and handed her a shiny black card.
“Aw, thank you.” Vivian’s lips curled up in a cute smile.
As she turned to leave, her expression faltered.
Noticing this, Barbara frowned with concern. “What’s the matter?”
Hesitantly, Vivian spoke, “Mom, what if he doesn’t like me… the age gap…” Her voice trailed off sadly.
Her mother was silent for a moment before responding, “And what if he does like you? He’s been single for a long time without any woman by his side. There are plenty of women within his age gap around him, and he hasn’t chosen any of them. Maybe what he wants is someone way younger than him, don’t you think?” She added with a smile, “Like you.”
Vivian pondered her mother’s words for a while, then nodded. Everything seemed to make sense. Perhaps that was it.
Oh, her genius mother! Vivian quickly regained her composure, returning to her normal, cheerful self, a gentle smile spreading across her face.
“I won’t be late. Bye.” She hurried away.
Behind her, she heard her mother’s playful voice, “Take all the time you need, baby!”
Vivian chuckled as she entered the car arranged for her outing, and it smoothly departed from her father’s compound.
Seated in the car, the suit delicately laid out on her lap, her heart skipped a beat. Soon, she’d be meeting him again.
But then… Should she have called him before planning to go over? What if her sudden appearance at his house puts him on edge?
Fine lines formed on Vivian’s forehead as she contemplated this.
Regardless, she was already on her way. There was no turning back now.
Over time, the car approached Magnificent Residential Area. Upon reaching the entrance, she lowered the window halfway and presented the security with her pass card.
Naturally, with that, she was granted entry.
Retracting her hand, she wound up the glass window, slowly exhaling.
Thanks to the heavens for her father.
Since the man was well connected and also had friends who resided in Magnificent Residential Area, he possessed a passcard to the place. So, Vivian had requested her mother to obtain it for her.
While Vivian might not always appreciate her father’s influence, she was grateful for it now.
As the car ascended the road, Vivian’s heart raced. This was the moment.
Having conducted thorough research, she knew exactly where Shawn Mandez’s mansion was located. She was familiar with his grandfather, whom she met at a birthday party a couple of weeks ago, residing in the mansion closest to his.
Word had it that their mansions were heavily guarded… with thousands of guards…
Contemplating this, Vivian wondered if she would be allowed in at all, considering her unannounced visit. Sigh.
Or should she just go back home?
As this was the first time she would be entering Magnificent-the place she had only ever heard about-her eyes couldn’t resist wandering out of the car window and into the streets.
The area surpassed her expectations, more breathtaking than the online depictions. Even though it had already gotten dark, the environment was looking beautiful, adorned with lights.
While absorbing the surroundings, she suddenly glimpsed someone strikingly familiar through the glass window.
Wasn’t that…?
Merciful heavens. The very person she was there for was currently strolling up the road.
“Please, park the car.” Her eyes didn’t leave him even as she ordered this.
The chauffeur promptly veered off the road and parked on the side, following instructions.
Nervously excited, Vivian swiftly exited the car, holding the suit.
Across the street, she gazed at the handsome man. He appeared heavenly, hands entwined behind his back as he took confident strides, having just emerged from a mansion.
Vivian’s eyes narrowed at the imposing structure-Old Master Mandez’s mansion. She had seen pictures of it in magazines.
Oh, what a dutiful grandson. Shawn had visited his grandfather in the night. How caring. Vivian blushed deeply at this thought.
She took a slow breath, preparing to cross the road, but just as she was about to do so…
Suddenly, the man stopped and turned back, as if waiting for someone.
Vivian followed his gaze and noticed he was looking at his grandfather’s mansion.
A few seconds later, someone emerged from the entrance and began making her way up to meet the man.
“Wifey, why do you have such short legs?”
“Hubby, you’re the one whose legs are so long.” Mia whined, pouting her rosy lips.