Oh, My Dear Mr. Crowley

At 2am, Vivienne had been waiting in the underground car park with Dylan for four hours.

Dylan was so tired that he kept yawning and his eyes were bloodshot. "Vivienne, do you think the paparazzi got it wrong? Arthur probably won't come back tonight."

Vivienne seemed to have no idea what exhaustion felt like as there was not a hint of fatigue on her face. She checked the time and said, "Let's wait for one more hour. If he doesn't show up by then, we'll go back."

Megan bought information about Arthur's recent whereabouts from a friend who had been an entertainment reporter for many years. He usually stayed at Xue Zheng's place until dawn on weekends before returning alone to his apartment here - today happened to be a weekend.

Now Vivienne was in the underground car park of Arthur's apartment building; if he came back, he would definitely come here first.

After another half-hour wait, a car pulled into the entrance. Vivienne nudged Dylan awake and said: "Get ready."

Dylan shook himself awake instantly. "Don't worry, Vivienne sis! I'm part of my school photography club!"

Wearing sunglasses and a hat over her short hairdo now, Vivienne stepped out of the car as soon as it stopped.

Arthur turned off his engine and got out of his car but hadn't even closed its door when someone behind him spoke up: "You're only coming home this late? Where did you run off to?"

Arthur spun around abruptly upon hearing Vivienne's voice; she leaned against another parked vehicle nearby with one leg crossed over the other casually while wearing an A-line white dress that fell just below her knees along with a small black leather jacket adorned with several rivets on each shoulder. She looked pure, sexy and somewhat handsome.

Seeing Vivienne, Arthur's face that had been expressionless until then finally revealed a wicked smile; his refined glasses contrasted with the wildness in his eyes.

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Arthur loosened the top two buttons of his shirt as he approached Vivienne step by step. "So you've finally decided to come find me?"

He deliberately pressured Director Feng to let Xue Zheng take over Vivienne's role just so he could force her to come see him. But these past few days had gone by without any news from her at all.

Arthur had been feeling very bad lately, thinking that he might have misjudged Vivienne but now... it seemed like he hadn't because here she was!

Vivienne held onto her arms and sized up Arthur before saying: "I came to see which little vixen stole my brother-in-law."

Arthur saw Vivienne and felt an even stronger burning desire inside him. He slowly walked up to her and said: "As long as you want me, no one else can compare."

Vivienne sneered at him. "Really? Then why did you try to steal my part in the play?"

She put one hand on her waist while raising her chin slightly and puffing out her chest. "I'm curious - is your vision impaired or something? Is she prettier than me? Does she have a better figure than mine? Or maybe... is she better in bed?" Arthur wrapped his arm around Vivienne's waist suddenly and pulled her into his embrace roughly. "Who cares if she's good or not? As long as you're willing, nobody else matters."

Suppressing nausea and disgust while trying hard not to kick Arthur where it hurts most, Vivianne leaned closer towards Arthur's ear with one hand resting on his shoulder: "Brother-in-law, do you really want to sleep with your sister-in-law?" Arthur closed his eyes and took a deep breath of Vivienne's scent. "Yes, I do. I can't sleep just thinking about it."