Forgiven Or Not?
"Cyril, my cute little booboo" Vivian cooed.
"Good Lord, Vivi!" Cyril laughed at the other end. He really cannot stay stressed when he is with her. What a fluffy woman!
"Change the topic and Arthur will be there soon. She will get better after seeing him," he added.
"That's a nice gesture from you..." Vivian laughed and looked at Talia now emptying her wine glass. "I'll face-time you soon, bye" she waited for him to end the call.
"Just your face?"
Vivian could see the smirk through that voice call as he said that. She giggled and ended the call.
What a lecher!
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What really happened that day?
Talia, holding the wineglass by the stem, swirled it. There was a little bit of the beautiful burgundy liquid left and it glistened beautifully as the natural light from the outside passed through it.
The more she thought about it, she could only infer that Cyrus actually did what he did to protect Camellia and his child.
Maybe he received instructions through his phone?