Oh, My Dear Mr. Crowley

Vivienne was already so angry that she could hardly laugh anymore, but she still tried hard to smile with her palm covering Sebastian's chest: "Yes, I'm very eager. I want to see how sexy Mr. Crowley really is." Sebastian replied: "I promise you'll be satisfied."

Megan hurriedly said: "Sorry, Mr. Crowley and Vivienne, please get up quickly."

Sebastian didn't let go while Vivienne hooked the corners of her lips and put her hand on Sebastian's wrist, sliding down his fingers one by one before standing up and turning around, smiling at Scarlet, who was stunned there:"Sorry, I need to use the restroom for a bit."

Megan took Vivienne out in a hurry.

They hadn't gone far when Megan asked anxiously, "Do you have any grudges against or do you know Sebastian from before?"

Megan handed over a pack of cigarettes, offering one stick to Vivienne.

Until now, Megan did not know that the scumbag who slept with Vivianne that night turned out to be Sebastian.

Lighting up the cigarette, Vivianne took a puff and then blew smoke rings, saying:"A little."

Megan could tell from Vivienne's angry, restrained, and complex eyes that the entanglement between them was definitely not shallow. "Love entanglement?"

Vivienne laughed, her fingers holding the cigarette trembling as she laughed. The ash fell off softly. "Hehe... love? Megan, you really overestimate me. If I had a love entanglement with the Crowley family heir, do you think I would still be in this situation?"

Vivienne was very anxious now. She met Megan two years ago while traveling abroad, and Megan thought she was very suitable for entering the entertainment industry.

So this time, when she came back, she originally planned to deal with the Scully family after her career had some success.

Although Megan didn't dare to offend Sebastian, she still regarded him as a scumbag in her heart.

She took a puff of smoke angrily: "Sebastian is making trouble everywhere today because he doesn't want you to have it easy."Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivienne took a puff of smoke and blew out a smoke ring. She glanced at the man who came out of the private room opposite them and narrowed her eyes. Her red lips hung with a cold smile as she said: "You're right; he's just a son of bitch."