CHAPTER 023

With the sudden uprise and tension eating her from her parent's home, Vivian decides to leave and head home instead.

She exits the mansion and gets into her car, driving off from the premises with her mind all troubled by the incident that took place not long ago.

"I need help. I need someone to help me. But who?" She asked herself, thinking of all the people in her contact list.

They were mainly men she had dated back then and some she snubbed before they could even try.

Her female friends, according to Vivian, were a sack of stingy crows, pretending like they care, but watching like a vulture for any juicy news that can wreck one's home.

Vivian hardly reaches out to them for assistance.

In fact, she doesn't call anyone to ask for help, because asking for help is for the poor and shameless.

And now that her family was in soup over their great loss, she is now in that category, seeking help.

"Should I call Dominic first or Richard? No, I called the team before and they claimed that th