Vivian Hawthorne quickly raised her hand and swore, "If I uttered a single false word, let me die a miserable death! I curse myself to never become your wife!"
The last sentence was said with particular sincerity.
Jonah Xavier's fist clenched under the table; he never quite believed in oaths, but Vivian's last words seemed genuine.
"Understood, you may leave!"
His voice was calm as he issued the eviction notice.
Vivian, unwilling to give up, added, "If you still don't believe me, you can check the hotel surveillance! No matter how capable I am, I couldn't have staged a drama to wrongly blame Laura Quincy, right?"
After a pause, she continued, "Oh... the wine Laura drank last night had something in it, which I only found out later."
At that moment, Vivian could feel Jonah Xavier's gaze cut through her like a knife, even though it was invisible, the pain felt real…
