Chapter 532

After Vincent Reeves gave in, Vivian Grant finally calmed down. “Prove it,” she said, giving him an indifferent look. “Aren’t you supposed to be some master hacker?” Vincent smirked. “I’ve got a private email on a server I bought myself. I can give you the address, but the password? That’s on you. Everything you’re looking for is in a locked folder in there.” Vivian stared at him for a moment, then pulled out a notepad and pen, sliding it across the table. Vincent picked up the pen and wrote down the email address. She glanced at it once, then packed up and left without another word. Vincent watched her go, a faint smile softening his face. She reminded him a bit of Rose Quinn back when she was young. Too bad... His eyes dimmed as he turned away. Regret doesn’t change a damn thing. Some mistakes, no matter how clear they become, can never be undone. — Back at the villa, Vivian dived straight into work on her laptop. When Alexander Brooks walked in, the first thing he saw was her focuse