Nigel frowned, looking at the sultry woman in front of him. He pushed her away from his body, and asked indifferently, "Viviana, didn't you say you were sick?"

"Yes, I'm sick." Viviana looked at Nigel, lifted his chin with her fingers, and said vaguely, "I am so in love with you that I feel sick."

Nigel chuckled, then said with a serious expression, "You have been with me for so long, you should know very well what I hate most."

Viviana’s heart hitched as she looked at Nigel’s stern look, then explained, "I know, I just miss you so much. Since you got married, we haven't made out for a long time. Have you forgotten what you have promised me? "

Of course Viviana knew what Nigel hated the most. He hated being deceived, whether it was a white lie or an intentional one, he couldn’t accept it.

But she couldn't hold back anymore. She thought that Nigel had primed her first, so she wouldn't lose her temper or be jealous, but she was wrong. They met less and less in the past few months. Even if they met, they were just talking about business affairs. The wall between them seemed to be getting wider and wider. She comforted herself over and over again that this was not the case. As a man, he had his own dream to chase. Until today, she planned to tell him that her birthday was next week and she wanted to spend that day with him, but was told that he took his wife to a place she didn't know. At that moment, she finally broke down and felt panicked.

She stretched out her hands to hold his arm and blamed herself, "Please don't be like this, I'm really afraid ..."

Nigel held his anger back and pulled his arms away from her palm. He tried to ask the woman in front of him in a gentle tone, "Just say, why are you calling me?"

Seeing him calm down, Viviana hurried to say, "Next week is my birthday, actually, there’s nothing else. I just want you to be with me on that day, OK?

She spoke to him almost in a humble tone. Nigel thought about it, and finally agreed to her request reluctantly. Then said, "Next time, don't lie to me. This is my line in the sand, no one can cross. "

Viviana nodded, approaching him, putting her arms around his waist. She snuggled into his arms, and said, "As long as you aren’t angry with me. Just forgive me, I really miss you so much, but you seem to have no time recently."

"You understand me. I told you before, in order to bring down Nathan, I have to go to great lengths. Haven't you said that you will always stand by me?" Nigel pushed her away gently and said.

"You can rest assured that I will help you even if it will exhaust all my family’s money." Viviana smiled gently and promised him.

"Get some rest. Next Monday I will pick you up in your company. We may have less contact. If the reporters shot us, we’ll have a hard time." After this, he left and walked quickly as if there was a terrible creature lived in this house, which made him don’t dare to stop.

Nigel caught his breath until he got into the car. The driver saw him on the car and asked, "Have you done everything right?" "Yeah." Nigel responded, then the driver continued, "Are we going back now, or to the Nans house?"

Nigel thought about it, then said, "Go back to the Nans house. I don't want to disturb Janiya and grandma at this time."

***

Janiya got up with the lark in the morning. She always slept late. Perhaps she wasn’t accustomed to the bed, so she didn't sleep well on the first night. She couldn't sleep anymore at four or five o’clock in the morning, then she sat up from the bed.

She got out of bed and opened the curtains. Before daybreak, the outside was still dark. But in the distance sky, a glimmering of light appeared. She thought that the sun was about to rise, so she packed up quickly and rushed outside the beach, waiting for the sunrise.

The morning sea breeze was a little bit cold. It was almost into autumn now, but in order to see that wonderful moment, she decided to wait for a while.

Because the development rights of this island belonged to Nigel, so there was no second person here except her. Facing the vast sea, she felt a bit lonely at this moment.

Didn’t know how long she waited until finally there was a thin line of light on the horizon. She fetched out her phone and took a picture of this wonderful moment. She wanted to share the joy to others, but found no one.

After sunrise, she stood by the seaside for a while, then left reluctantly. She touched her empty stomach and minced towards the yard, thinking about what nice food grandma would cook and what should she do after breakfast.

But just as she walked into the yard, she saw a van parked outside. She frowned, thinking whether it was Nigel who came to pick her up, but on second thought, Nigel would never drive such a low-end van?

Curiously, she walked in swiftly, but saw a terrifying scene.

At this moment, a group of strangers in black were guarding the yard with iron rods in their hands. Surrounded by these people, grandma was falling on the floor. Janiya was worried about the safety of grandma, so she rushed over. She was severely hit as she hastened to lay on grandma's body when a man holding an iron rod was about to hit grandma. She felt her bones were breaking and could barely breathe.

Her sudden appearance made these man fail to respond. One men first reacted, he tried to drag Janiya away, but she held grandma with her last bit of strength, shouted angrily in a weak voice, "You...who are you? You are trespassing? Do you know who is the owner of this house?"

"Aw, whatever. We are here on a mission today, and we will leave after that. Young lady, just leave if you know what’s good for you. It’s none of your business. I tell you to to realize where you are if you want to play nice." The first man in black said dismissively with an iron rod on his shoulder.

Grandma knelt down on the ground quickly as she saw this, and kept the injured Janiya in her back, saying, "Son, are you crazy? I really have no money and still live in someone else ’s house. You broke off relations with me a few years ago. Now what are you doing here? "

Son? Janiya struggled to lie on the floor and looked up at the man in front of her. His face was fierce and there was an obvious scar on his cheek, apparently caused by fight. But to her surprise, the man who held an iron rod in front of her and tried to hit grandma turned out to be grandma's biological son?

How could there be such a merciless person in this world!