Vivian pov The moment the car crashed, the airbags deployed, causing my head to throb and my ears to ring.The other driver showed no intention of getting out to apologize; they simply parked a short distance away.Fuming with anger, I unbuckled my seatbelt and wobbled over to the two Maybachs parked nearby.I raised my foot and kicked the car door hard. "Do you even know how to drive?!"The window of one Maybach rolled down, revealing a well-preserved face that, although middle-aged, still looked good. He smiled at me and said, "Vivian, it's been a while, oh wait, you’re divorced from Dominic Blackwood now. I should just call you Vivian."I remembered my first meeting with Isaac Blackwood three years ago. At that time, the Blackwood family had refused to attend my modest wedding, but Isaac had come alone, offering blessings and gifts."I'll help you fix your car, but I’m curious if you have time to join me for a cup of tea?"With his polite demeanor, I felt it was unnecessary to pre
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