Chapter 268

Spencer's POV:



I had been looking for Vivian in the bar for a long time, but I couldn't find her anywhere. With every
passing second, I was getting even more upset.



Thus, I pulled one of the waiters and asked, "Have you seen Vivian?"



The waiter shook his head blankly.



"Find her," I commanded. Having said that, I turned around and went to Vivian's room, but there was
nobody inside.



Moments later, the waiter rushed into the room and stammered, "Sir, I... I called Vivian."



Impatiently, I asked, "And then? Tell me!"



The waiter was startled by the sudden rise of my voice.





Realizing that I was losing control, I took a deep breath. "Sorry about that."



Given that the waiter was frightened, he hurriedly answered my question. "A man answered Vivian's
phone, saying that she was singing."



"Did he say where she is?" I asked.



The waiter said with uncertainty, "He didn't say, but it sounds like she's at a club."



I stared at him with unblinking eyes and stood rooted to my spot.



"Hang on. I'll go check again, sir!" The waiter trembled and ran away.



I was becoming more and more frustrated. To alleviate my frustration, I splashed some cold water onto
my face, but it still didn't work.



A few minutes later, the waiter returned. "She's at the Havana Club, sir."





Without wasting another second, I grabbed my car keys and drove there at once.



Soon, I arrived at Havana Club.



The second I entered the door, Vivian appeared in my sight and took my breath away.



There was dim lighting on the stage, and she was practically sparkling beneath the spotlight. It looked
like she was immersed in her performance, sweeping her eyes across the audience in a charming way.



I could hear my heart beating like a drum as I looked at her. But when I saw Lee in front of the stage, all
the feelings I had in my heart disappeared.



I clicked my tongue, grabbed one of the waiters and said, "Once the lady finishes her performance,
take her backstage."



The waiter was startled and he stared at me for a long time. It appeared as though he was trying to
figure out who I was.





Not wanting to give him a chance to refuse, I added, "Hurry the fuck up!"



"Ah! Yes, sir. Right away!" The waiter seemed to be frightened. He staggered away and rushed to the
stage's waiting area.



I shot Lee a cold glance before making a detour to the back of the stage.



A few minutes later, the singing stopped and the lights were turned back on.



Soon, Vivian arrived at the back of the stage.



She seemed surprised to see me here, but she quickly composed herself, and greeted me politely.



I only caught a glimpse of her when I entered the club, so I just now realized that she was wearing a
long slim dress and exquisite high-heeled shoes.





Admittedly, Vivian looked enchantingly beautiful, but I was too angry to dwell on that. 'Does she value
Lee that much? Why did she dress up this well knowing that she's going out with him? She never even
dressed like that for me!' I remarked inwardly.



"Vivian, what are you trying to do?" I asked through gritted teeth.



Confused, Vivian said, "I'm here to sing with my friends for fun. Is there something wrong with that?"



"For fu

n? Seriously? Is that how you view our relationship?" I growled.



Raising an eyebrow, Vivian strutted towards me. Her every move was enough to charm me. Not a
minute later, she stood face to face with me, looking directly into my eyes. "Or what? Are you really
going to marry me?"



Now that her face was inches away from mine, I must say that even her makeup was beautiful.



But I got even angrier. "Do you have a crush on the rich young man out there, so you wanna date
him?"





Vivian didn't seem fazed by my reaction. "If Lee actually likes me, it'll be my honor to date him," she
snorted.



My remaining rationality was almost burned out by my anger. Fortunately, I was able to suppress my
anger long enough to leave before I could lose my temper in front of Vivian.



Vivian's POV:



I should be happy that Spencer left, but when I watched him storm away, my heart was filled with
sadness.



A few seconds later, I turned around and went back to my original seat, lost in thought. Suddenly,
someone grabbed my wrist. I stumbled and fell directly into someone's warm embrace.



"Spencer?" I looked up at him, shocked that he was still here.



"Come with me." Spencer gazed into my eyes and dragged me out.





As I stared at him, I felt the urge to cry.



In all honesty, I was over the moon that he came back for me.



Spencer looked like he was on the brink of losing control. After pulling me into his car, he drove all the
way back to his bar at full speed.



I got carsick and felt dizzy because of that. But before I could get a chance to recover, he pulled me out
of the car and led me into the bar.



I staggered forward to hold Spencer's arm, and bumped into him on purpose. I pouted at him and said,
"Spencer, my heels are too high for me to walk properly. Help me."



Spencer paused for a second and then wrapped his arms around my waist.



The fabric of my dress was thin, so I could feel his palm on my skin. His palm was warmer than most
others I had felt.





When our eyes met, it seemed like time had stopped. I couldn't resist the urge to touch his handsome
face. Then, I gently stroked his earlobes and pinched it.



Spencer trembled at what I did, and soon, his ears turned red. As he looked at me in astonishment, he
grabbed my hand. "What are you doing?"



"I wanted to see how you'll react," I replied. I flashed him a grin, leaned against his chest, and listened
to his powerful heartbeat.



But then, I heard Spencer's cold voice. "What reaction did you want me to have? You have a crush on
Lee, don't you?"



Just when I was about to answer, I saw a familiar face outside the door.



I left Spencer's embrace and straightened his collar. Seeing that he was glaring at me, I leaned close to
him and whispered, "Nicole is here. You're supposed to go on a date, remember?"



I could see Spencer's eyes burning with fury.





Pretending to be calm, I clenched my fists and tried to cheer him up. Then, before Nicole could reach
us, I left right away.



Despite the fact that I was pushing Spencer towards her, I felt only bitterness whenever they were
together.



'How long am I going to pretend like I don't like him?' I felt like I was on the verge of breaking down.


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