After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 138: Vivian and Master Julian’s First Date! Betrayed!
Zoe Monroe came downstairs and angrily trampled a section of the plants in the flower bed.
"Austin Grant, you actually want me to abort the child I so desperately conceived!"
"Have you forgotten how you sweet-talked me in the beginning? And now you want to remarry that bitch Vivian Sinclair!"
"Then your family of four can happily go claim your grandmother’s inheritance, while abandoning me?"
"In your dreams!"
"You can forget about succeeding!"
"If Vivian Sinclair knows the truth about her pregnancy... do you think she’d willingly give birth?"
Zoe Monroe, filled with malice towards Vivian Sinclair, stood alone by the damaged flower bed, muttering to herself, scaring off the passersby.
Soon the security and the person in charge rushed over, angrily demanding compensation from her.
Zoe Monroe was furious and turned green: "Do you know who I am?"
"Compensation? Can you afford to offend me?"
Person in charge: "I don’t care who you are!"
"Even if the mayor came today, he’d have to pay!"
"You won’t compensate, huh? Fine, then we’ll expose you online for everyone to judge, or just call the police, go show off at the station!"
The person in charge picked up his phone, and only then did Zoe Monroe, feeling guilty, quickly cover her face.
"You... you stop taking pictures—"
She panicked and realized that everyone around was watching her and holding their phones, and suddenly her face turned pale with fear.
At this moment, a pair of hands timely covered the lens of the person in charge’s camera.
"Let’s talk it over."
"I’ll compensate for any property damage this lady has caused."
Zoe Monroe looked in surprise at the person who suddenly appeared, Austin Grant?
Would he really be so kind-hearted?
Zoe Monroe cautiously looked at Austin Grant, and remained vigilant even when he led her away.
"What are you up to?"
"I know very well your relationship with Austin."
"Don’t think about using me to do anything against Austin."
"Also, I won’t thank you for just now, I’ll just transfer the money to you!"
Zoe Monroe made a motion to take out her phone, but Austin Grant, with his arms crossed, looked at her and said, "Unexpectedly, you’re so devoted."
"You think of him everywhere, yet he only thinks about remarrying Vivian Sinclair."
"That day he even went to the civil affairs bureau to beg Vivian Sinclair to reconcile, but ended up aggravating his injury and had to go back to the hospital and lie down."
"To you, my brother has indeed been heartless."
Zoe Monroe’s face froze: "What, what did you say?"
"He went to beg Vivian Sinclair... to remarry?"
Zoe Monroe hadn’t known about this.
So upon learning the truth, the jealousy and hatred in her heart surged to her head, and her face could no longer control all her emotions.
"Austin Grant—Vivian Sinclair—"
"How can you do this to me!!"
Austin Grant: "Indeed."
"How could they do this to you?"
"In your belly is also bloodline of the Grant family."
"Why should Vivian Sinclair, a fake socialite, be recognized by everyone but not you?"
"Miss Monroe, I quite like you."
"Do you want me to help you become the Young Madam of the Grant family?"
Zoe Monroe was precisely at a dead end, desperate for a partner.
Looking at the helper who came to her door, why wouldn’t she accept it?
"Alright!"
"If we succeed, I can give you anything you want."
"Including... me."
She thought maybe Austin Grant was attracted to her beauty and charm.
Otherwise, why would he treat her so differently?
Austin Grant smiled quietly, but in his heart he thought: What a slut.
Just like Zoe Monroe, he couldn’t care less, not even a strand of hair.
If not for her stupidity, he wouldn’t even want to say two more words to her.
Sure enough, he merely dropped a little bait, and she obediently took the hook.
With her mind, if she became the Young Madam of the Grant family, wouldn’t the family be utterly ruined?
An even more foolish and vicious woman than Lillian Rivers!
Only Austin Grant could be so infatuated, captivated beyond measure.
Ha, just wait.
One by one, wait for the karma to come.
Vivian Sinclair received a call, learning that Zoe Monroe was acting crazy at the hospital.
"Miss Sinclair, the second young master of the Grant family took Miss Monroe away. Not only that, he compensated for Zoe Monroe."
Vivian Sinclair: "Good, I understand."
"Thank you, please continue to monitor the movements of the Grant family for me."
Hanging up, Vivian Sinclair just turned around and found Julian Thorne had unexpectedly returned without her knowing, standing behind her.
She didn’t know how much he’d heard?
Julian Thorne didn’t avoid it, and asked, "Found yourself planting informers at the hospital?"
"Not bad, you’re making progress."
Indeed, he heard it all...
Vivian Sinclair: "All thanks to Mr. Thorne’s connections, otherwise I wouldn’t have this opportunity."
Vivian Sinclair simply had to admit Julian Thorne had helped her a lot.
So she returned early today and sincerely accompanied Stella Thorne for several hours.
To the point where Stella was exhausted and went to sleep early.
Julian Thorne: "I’m glad you know."
He glanced at the time and found that it was getting late.
So he said, "I have some time tomorrow at noon."
"Miss Sinclair, would you like to have lunch with me?"
"As a gesture of gratitude to me."
Vivian Sinclair: ...
Is there really someone so shameless as to ask for thanks themselves?
Seeing that she wasn’t very enthusiastic, Julian Thorne continued, "It just so happens, we can also discuss the child’s custody agreement."
Vivian Sinclair immediately agreed: "Alright."
"I’ll decide the place. I know a great hidden gem of a restaurant, it used to be my favorite spot."
Hearing that she intended to take him to her once favorite restaurant, what reason would Julian Thorne have to refuse?
He looked down and gave her a slight smile: "Alright."
"I’m really looking forward to our first date, Miss Sinclair."
Hearing him say this, Vivian Sinclair’s cheeks inexplicably started to heat up again.
A date?
Does this count as a date?
The next day, Vivian Sinclair arrived at the restaurant half an hour early.
The Major and Minor Brothers were waiting outside the restaurant.
Vivian Sinclair picked a perfect booth that offered a view of the skyscrapers and charming street scenery outside.
She sent Julian Thorne a message, telling him she was already at the restaurant, and then she got up to go to the restroom.
Since becoming pregnant, Vivian Sinclair had started to go to the bathroom more frequently.
It was something she couldn’t control.
She even knew that this situation would become more severe in the late stages of pregnancy.
As she came out of the restroom and was about to go back to order food, she bumped into someone she never expected to meet there.
"Vivian Sinclair, I knew it was you!"
Elias Sinclair grabbed Vivian’s wrist, his face dark with anger, "You’ve got some nerve; now not only have you blocked me again, but you’ve also blocked Mom and Dad!"
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
"Are you planning to completely disown us?"
Stunned, Vivian Sinclair quickly recovered: "None of your business!"
"Let go!"
Seeing her attitude, Elias Sinclair’s face turned even uglier: "If I don’t care about you, who will!?"
"Do we have no say in your business anymore?"
"You quietly divorced Austin Grant; did you ever think about how this would put the Grant Family in a morally compromising position?"
"Was the whole purpose of the alliance between our two families for you to break the agreement and shame the Sinclair Family?"
Vivian Sinclair laughed angrily.
"When it was time for the alliance, they said I carried the honor of the Sinclair Family."
"When I’m not needed, they can’t wait to pretend I was never a daughter of the Sinclair Family!"
"Elias Sinclair, I’m not the twenty-year-old Vivian Sinclair anymore!"
"Mom called to tell me not to be willful and to reconcile with Austin Grant as soon as possible; Dad also said I’d disgraced the Sinclair Family."
"And what do you want to do now, forcibly drag me to the Grant Family and make me reconcile with Austin Grant?"
"Am I, Vivian Sinclair, just a puppet in your eyes, to be manipulated at will, with no control over my own life?"
"You don’t even care about what Austin Grant did to me!"
"I’m being schemed against at the Grant Family, almost losing everything, and you don’t care!"
"When Dylan Drexler and Lillian Rivers kidnapped me, nearly costing three lives, you turned a deaf ear!"
"Apart from Catherine, who shares my sentiments, does anyone in the Sinclair Family truly care about me?"
"So on what grounds do you think you can control me?"
"Elias Sinclair, don’t show up in front of me when there’s nothing going on!"
Vivian Sinclair yanked her hand away from Elias Sinclair and turned to leave.
But she hadn’t taken more than two steps when Elias Sinclair struck her neck with a swift chop.
Elias Sinclair had learned Taekwondo.
He knew where to strike quickly and accurately to easily take someone down.
Once Vivian Sinclair’s body went limp, he swiftly enveloped her in a tight embrace.
"Is this really how you misunderstand me?"
He looked down at her with a complex expression, his eyes eventually showing a trace of an unbearable heartache: "Since you’re divorced, if you don’t want to reconcile, we won’t force it."
"If you don’t want to go home, where else can you go?"
"However, I can’t let you act recklessly anymore."
"If you’re going to divorce, do it cleanly."
As he spoke, Elias Sinclair’s eyes fell on Vivian Sinclair’s already protruding belly.
His eyes flashed with a hint of ruthless determination, then he scooped her up in his arms.
Afterward, he turned around and quickly exited the restaurant through the back door.
Julian Thorne looked at the empty booth and called Vivian Sinclair, only to find her phone was off.
A server rushed over, stammering, "Mr. Thorne, there’s no sign of Miss Sinclair indeed..."
"We checked the surveillance."
"There are, there are several places that have been hacked."
"We, we also don’t know where Miss Sinclair went..."
"And we can’t determine whether she left on her own... or was taken by someone..."
The Major and Minor Brothers were kneeling on the ground.
Upon hearing this, their faces instantly turned ashen; they knew they were truly doomed this time.
They had stood there watching as Miss Sinclair disappeared right before their eyes.
Both were filled with despair: Now... it seems they might also be heading to Zanthos...
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Vivian Sinclair awoke from the painful haze.
The first thing she saw was Catherine holding a needle, about to plunge it into her.
