Chapter 37

Vivian Kent moved to New York in June for the summer semester exchange program in the United States. She was studying design in the fashion industry; a course she never put much effort into as her father had already promised her one of his starter companies to launch her career. Vivian Kent had known her father to be the richest widower on planet earth but had no clue on what businesses he truly managed.

Throughout her childhood, she lived to see different faces around their villa tending to her every need. She was the apple of her father’s eye, and together with her older brother, sprinted around the hallways demanding things that their father’s infinite gold easily bought.

Vivian had never met her mother in person except for the art on the walls that revealed her exquisite beauty, painting a picture of a ravishing beauty with cocoa skin and plump rosy lips. She saw no resemblance to the woman in the frame whose smile brightly lit every hallway, making her absence much bearable for