Outside, the rain was pouring down in torrents.Vivien Eipstein, clutching her drenched wedding dress, ignored the gazes of others and made her way to the 27th floor of the Four Seasons Hotel.Tomorrow was her wedding day with Raymond Grantham, but at this moment, she stood disheveled in front of another man's door.Knock, knock, knock..."Mr. Fu."Vivien Eipstein's voice was soft and milky, tinged with a delicate tremor.Inside, Herbert Grantham wore only a white bathrobe, his hair slightly damp, indicating he had just taken a shower."Miss Ning, if you are unsatisfied with your wedding dress, you should be talking to your fiancé, not his uncle."Vivien Eipstein bit her pale lips, her large eyes filled with a mix of grievance and innocence. Her body seemed weak, and as soon as he finished speaking, she collapsed into his arms: "Mr. Fu, let me in, I'm cold."It was as if his embrace was a warm furnace, and she was a homeless, cunning little animal.Herbert Grantham's smile de
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