Kate slammed her door angrily because of Vivian's attitude; she couldn't find out what they talked about.
This was getting on her nerves. Nicholas said he wanted to meet her again. Kate became even more furious. That bitch must have seduced him, she thought.
But it didn't matter anyway; she would get what she wants, like she always does. Vivian was just a lowlife beside her. Nicholas won't pick Vivian over her, and even if he does, his mother won't allow it.
"Yes, his mother!" Kate exclaimed happily. Nicholas's mother was a very popular woman, and every young woman looked up to her. Luckily for Kate, Mrs. Elena Keaton was fond of her and would like it if she were her daughter-in-law. She couldn't wait to tell her mother so they could agree upon a date to meet Elena. Vivian wouldn't see this coming. Kate screeched and went to shower.
Down the hallway an argument was heard from a room. Evelyn was having an argument with James, who was devastated that he just lost a potential business partner.
"Kate should be with Nicholas, not that useless daughter of yours," Evelyn said, yelling at James. "You were the one who suggested inviting her to the party, so don't blame me for what she did. I lost something important because of your childish act. Teach your daughter some manners," James said and stormed off.
Evelyn's body shook with anger; she hated it when James acted almighty and yelled at her. Fanning herself with her left hand to calm herself down, she had come this far for herself and Kate; she wouldn't let one brat spoil everything for her. She would get Kate married to Nicholas at all costs. Even if it meant getting her hands dirty, she picked up her phone to contact Elena.
Vivian shivered as the cold breeze slapped her at the bus station. She had been sitting there for about an hour now, and the bus had not arrived; no taxi had passed either. She shouldn't have gone for the anniversary; it just spoiled her day, but she met Nicholas. "He's rich and popular, she thought, not the type of man she thought she would marry.
"Not yet," her instinct told her.
Vivian groaned. She didn't know what came over her to make that proposal, but she won't give up now; this was her only hope to get back at those scoundrels. Vivian sighed, slumped on the bench, and shivered again when the cold passed her, rubbing her arms with her hands.
Nicholas watched Vivian from his car. She sat there thinking, probably about the contract she proposed, regretting it, her expression giving it away. He leaned closer to his window, watching her smiling.
Williams watched his boss smiling at something that amused him; he turned to look at the direction of Nicholas's gaze, his face filled with horror.
"Was Nicholas happy to see a young lady who might die if she stays out in the cold any longer?" he thought. He always knew that Nicholas was crazy, but this was dangerous.
"Should we pick her up? It looks like the bus is not coming anytime soon," Williams asked. Nicholas looked away from Vivian.
"Yes," he answered. "I want everything you can find about Vivian as early as tomorrow morning, and prepare a marriage contract. This is between us both. If my mother hears of this , you are as good as dead," Nicholas said when Williams started the car.
"Vivian, was that her name?" Williams thought.
"Get in the car," Nicholas said, startling Vivian, who was dozing.
"Oh, that won't be necessary; the bus will arrive soon," Vivian said, refusing the offer. Nicholas's eyes narrowed.
"Don't act all shy and innocent now; get in before you die of cold and we won't be able to get married."
Vivian sighed and entered the car. "Thank you." Nicholas nodded.
"You have to stop being careless. I won't want my fiancée to die before we even get married." He smirked.
Vivian's cheeks burned, her ears tingling with heat. "You can drive," now Nicholas said to Williams, whose eyebrows creased with confusion at what just happened.
Silence filled the car, and it made Vivian uncomfortable and self-conscious. Fiddling with her fingers, she calmed herself down, finding the right words to say.
Watching Nicholas's elegant figure, his arms crossed, his head resting on the chair with his eyes closed, looking very handsome and alluring, she averted her gaze before she would get caught.
"You can drop me off at the next bus station; I will get home from there," she said aloud, though it felt like she just whispered.
"I thought you wouldn't say anything; you sounded so confident when you proposed the contract that I found it amusing. Having second thoughts now?" Nicholas asked, his eyes filled with amusement. With a smile on his lips, he watched as Vivian fiddled with her fingers. "Cute," he thought.
"No, I am not changing my mind now; I've gone too far to do that," Vivian replied. "Good, because if you did, I won't let you," Nicholas said.
"What contract? Whose fiancée?" Williams wondered. "Why did you stop?" Nicholas asked Williams.
"The lady said she would get home from here," Williams replied.
"Yes…" Vivian started getting ready to pack her things. "That won't be necessary; keep driving. We still have a lot of things to talk about," Nicholas interrupted Vivian, her eyebrows raised in question.
"Talk about what?" she asked.
"About our marriage, of course, and the contract conditions too," Nicholas replied.