Chapter 177

Vivienne’s POV "Thanks, but neither of us is a winner," I said, setting down my chopsticks. "I’ll go back, but I want you to take me to the airport," Alexander suddenly said, laying out his condition. I froze for a moment. Would he really let me off this easily? "Alright, when?" I hesitated for a beat, then nodded. "Tomorrow." "Okay." Alexander picked up the unopened bottle of wine from the table and poured some into my glass. "Try this, it’s the house’s signature fruit wine." He poured some for himself as well. I raised my glass and clinked it with his. The rim touched my lips, and I took a sip. A sweet, fruity flavor flooded my senses, smooth and rich. "How is it?" "Not bad," I said, gently smacking my lips and taking another sip. "This wine has a strong kick, don’t drink too much." "Mm," I murmured, nodding. "Actually, when we left the family court earli