LOGINDominic Thorne slammed the public relations report onto his desk with a violent force. His breathing came in short bursts, and his dark eyes burned red from lack of sleep after enduring two straight days of relentless pressure as the stock market continued to plummet without stopping."It has to be her! No doubt about it, this is all that fat woman's crazy doing!" Dominic roared, his booming baritone voice shaking the room and causing his personal assistant, who stood in the corner, to flinch in fear. Dominic's strong jaw clenched so tightly that the muscles in his neck tensed completely. "Find Vivienne no matter what! I'm sure she hasn't left the outskirts yet! How can all of you be so stupid that you can't even track down a single woman, huh?!""S-Sorry, Mr. Dominic... but Mrs. Vivienne's location is completely off the digital radar," the assistant replied in a trembling voice filled with fear, his head bowed deeply as if he could no longer withstand th
Vivienne sat cross-legged on the bed of Benita's apartment room, staring intensely at her best friend's phone screen with a pair of round eyes flashing sharply. Her plump fingers moved with an extremely constant rhythm, typing a series of captions on a new anonymous account that would not be able to be tracked by anyone."Done," whispered Vivienne with a voice full of a cold tone of victory. She turned toward Benita who stood near the bedroom door with an anxious facial line. "They think they can hunt me down as if I am a weak prey. Now, let's see how Dominic and his whore save themselves from the netizen's fury."Benita stepped closer, her eyes widening perfectly upon seeing what had just been uploaded by Vivienne to their city's largest social media network. "Vivienne... did you really upload that video? That short-duration video belonging to Dominic and Giselle?!" asked Benita in a voice that trembled shortly, shocked to see her best friend's recklessness."Of co
The secret order from the main residence of the Vance clan had spread widely to all corners of the district in less than an hour. Alistair was no longer using formal legal channels, but instead deployed all underground informants, tracked civil flight manifests, and even scoured the manifest lists of interprovincial high-speed trains to find the silhouette of Vivienne’s plump body."Deploy everyone at the city borders!" ordered Julian with an extremely tight shouting voice, his pair of dark eyes flashing ferociously staring at the digital tablet screen held by his personal bodyguard. He let out a rough breath through his sharp nose. "She could not possibly have stepped too far carrying a large suitcase without inside help. Check all highway surveillance cameras right now!""We are working on it, Young Master," replied the bodyguard in a hoarse voice that trembled with fear, immediately bowing deeply and then stepping backward in a hurry before Julian’s anger exploded completely in tha
Click. Vivienne pressed the power button on the side of her smartphone until the digital screen went completely dark, cutting off every communication signal connected to the device. Still breathing in short, hurried bursts from the back seat of the taxi, she tossed the slim device into the bottom of her handbag with a rough, abrupt motion. "You think you can track my location through GPS? Dream on," Vivienne hissed through clenched teeth, her round eyes staring straight at the roads leading out of town through the window. The expression on her chubby face hardened with a pride that refused to be trampled upon. "As if I'd let you lock me up in a golden cage and turn me into your plaything, even passing me around one after another. Disgusting." An hour later, the taxi carrying her came to a stop at a quiet high-rise residential complex on the outskirts of the neighboring city. Vivienne stepped out, pulling her suitcase throu
Vivienne smirked with immense satisfaction, a flash of cunning victory glinting in her pair of eyes. Without giving Dominic time to rethink, Vivienne straight away stepped forward and pushed her husband’s sturdy body backward with one extremely strong shove of her plump hand. *Thud!* Dominic's sturdy body fell backward, landing on the spacious king-sized bed until the soft mattress bounced a few times. Before Dominic could regain his position, Vivienne had already crawled up onto the bed, positioning her full body right on top of Dominic’s body, locking the man's movement entirely. Vivienne stared straight into Dominic's eyes, which looked tense, then with an extremely provocative, slow motion, both of her plump hands moved up to her own clothes' collar. She lowered the upper part of her clothes with one smooth jerk, exposing her plump, full, white chest in front of her husband's face. Dominic instantly widened his eyes perfectly, w
Dominic moved quickly, gripping Vivienne's wrist with an extremely strong grip before the plump woman could take a step out of the doorway. With one ferocious jerk, Dominic pulled Vivienne’s full-figured body back into the room, then slammed the wooden door shut with a deafening bang."Let go! I don't want to!" Vivienne shrieked in a high-pitched tone, struggling ferociously to release her hand, which was starting to turn red. Her chubby face flushed crimson, holding back an exploding anger. "Don't you ever dare hold me back again, Dominic! Let me go!""You can't! You are not leaving this house, Vivienne!" barked Dominic with a strict, shouting voice, his pair of dark eyes staring straight at his wife with an overly sharp gaze. His breath hitches short, his chest heaving up and down, holding back a thick resentment."If you really don't want me to leave this place, then respect me as your legal wife!" challenged Vivienne with an equally fierce shout, thrusting her p







