Chapter 92 Please, Have Some Humanity

"Bernard, wasn't my luggage carried by one of your men? Where's it?" She frowned at Bernard, questioning him. The man closed his long umbrella, carefully fastening the straps. He glanced coldly at Vivian Donovan, his thin lips slightly parted, "We're not related, why should I help you with your luggage?" Good grief, so he was holding a grudge. Vivian Donovan's face fell. She rolled her eyes at Bernard, thinking that he was angry because she introduced him to Sam earlier. But who knew he would be so petty? "Fine, you win. We're no longer friends." She snorted coldly and said to Sam, "Wait here for me, I'll go get my luggage, I'll be right back." With that, she turned to get her luggage. As she walked past Bernard, she elbowed his arm hard, then 'bumped' back. On the way down the mountain, the path was muddy and slippery, making her walk very slowly. What should have been a ten-minute journey took her over twenty minutes. When she returned after another twenty minutes, only Bern