Chapter 36

Vivian stared at the couple in front of her with a cold, knowing look. So, Daphne managed to clear her name in front of Ryan. Well played. Honestly, trash like them deserved each other. She wasn’t about to mess with that "perfect match." “Even the background noise is starting to form sentences,” she muttered, brushing past Ryan with barely a glance. Wait—was she talking about him? Ryan’s face twisted with anger, but before his temper exploded, the sales associate returned and politely asked Vivian to head over to the register. He laughed coldly. “So you really don’t value your life, huh? Even had the guts to climb into Alexander' bed just to afford clothes like this. What else could a bumpkin like you rely on to get in here?” Today, Ryan had come shopping with Daphne — a way to make up for their misunderstanding at the engagement party. He was always generous with women, so he knew damn well how expensive the clothes here were. But Vivian? A country girl who hadn’t even been to college