Chapter 180
Chapter 180
She covered her face, her sobs heart–wrenching.
“I didn’t want this! Dad, please help me, tell me what to do!”
Her life was in shambles, all thanks to Gwendolyn.
Herman clenched his jaw in suppressed fury, his face an ashen shade of anger. “Didn’t I warn you not to mess with Howard? He’s out of our league.”
“But it’s not fair! He was supposed to be mine, and Gwendolyn took everything from me!*
Vivien still felt like Gwendolyn owed her.
With a swift backhand, Herman snapped, “Get a grip, will you?”
Vivien was sent sprawling to the floor. She lay there, sobbing uncontrollably.
“You…” Herman vented before continuing, “The best solution now is for you to marry Conrad. It’ll be an alliance between our families.**
He still hoped to salvage some of the damage.
“No! I won’t marry him!”
“Can’t you see, Vivien? It’s not about what you want anymore, it’s whether Conrad will even have you!” The mere thought of Conrad publicly rejecting her irritated Herman.
Imagine that! The womanizer actually being choosy!
Herman steadied himself on a chair, breathing heavily.
Gemma had watched enough drama. Cradling the child, she approached Herman. “Honey, look how sweet Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.
he is.”
The child slept peacefully, inheriting his mother’s beauty, cherubic and serene.
“Darling, Vivien didn’t mean for this to happen. If it comes to it, we could send her abroad. In a couple of years, this will all blow over,” Gemma said, though her affection for Vivien had waned after all the trouble she’d caused.
Now, she just wanted Vivien out. With the illegitimate child still young, he could grow up thinking of her as his real mother. If she fell pregnant, she’d find a way to dispose of him. If not, she’d raise him and foster a bond.
Eventually, everything in the Sawyer family would be hers, and she had the patience to bide her time.
At the sight of his beloved son, Herman subsided his anger. He still had a son!
Strong and in his prime, Herman knew in twenty or thirty years, the boy would take over the family business.
He reassured Gemma, “You’re absolutely right.”
Vivien, with hatred and despair etched on her face, spat out, “Dad, are you sending me away? This bitch wants to oust me with her bastard!”
‘Mind your words, Vivien! She’s your stepmother and he’s your little brother!”
15:06
Herman made his decision, “If Conrad honors the engagement, you’ll marry him. If not, you’re off abroad!”
With that, he ascended the stairs with Gemma and the child, not sparing Vivien a second glance.
Vivien collapsed on the floor, with her crying turning into a wail.
How had she fallen so far?
Not long ago, she was the envied fiancée of Mr. Bainbridge, the center of attention!
Before that, before Gwendolyn arrived, she was the jewel of the Sawyer family, the belle of the ball.
It all started with Gwendolyn, that bitch! Gwendolyn was her nemesis, her bad luck charm!
They were mortal enemies. Only one could survive.
Red veins spider–webbed across Vivien’s eyes as her hatred for Gwendolyn consumed her, and she let out a maniacal laugh.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a message.
Reading the contents, her hands trembled, and her face turned ghostly pale.