Chapter 417

"I'm not gonna stand on ceremony with you." Vivian Grant chuckled. The shadows in her eyes finally cleared out. She glanced out the window at the golden sunset, her lips curling ever so slightly. All the misfortunes from her past life? She was ready to wipe them clean. And those who had treated her kindly—even across both lives—she wouldn't forget. It was time to repay them. Once her family—mom, dad, and big brothers—reunited, she'd give their enemies a lesson they wouldn’t forget. The sunset cast a golden glow in Vivian’s eyes, but her gaze was icy cold. … Three days later. Vincent Reeves rolled out of the airport in a wheelchair, his face unreadable, lips pressed tightly together. Trailing behind him were several bodyguards in black. Two others followed—a man and a woman, both looking utterly drained. There was a faint resemblance between them, obviously a couple. They were, of course, Gregory Knight and Rose Quinn. Almost 19 years had passed. No one in Linhai even remembered the onc