Too Late for Love, Mr. CEO의 모든 챕터: 챕터 151 - 챕터 160

***Vivienne's POV***‎‎When Sophie saw the message, she grinned mischievously and handed me her phone. "Vivienne, look at this, he wants your contact info"‎‎I still thought they were reading too much into it.‎‎"Didn’t I tell you? He just wants to compensate me for my ruined clothes." I said. ‎‎Sophie raised an eyebrow and replied to Nathaniel, "Why do you want her WhatsApp?" she typed and pressed the send button. ‎‎The text box at the top of the screen lit up for a moment before Nathaniel sent his response, "I stained the lady’s clothes, I should pay for the cleaning costs."‎‎I glanced at the message, shrugged, and said, "See? I told you..."‎‎Before I could finish, Nathaniel sent another message. "Also, she's really pretty."‎‎Sophie burst into laughter, teasing, "Vivienne, what’s your excuse now?"‎‎I turned my gaze away, casually glancing at Ariana, but Ariana's laughter was more loud than Sofie's. ‎‎I slowly dropped my gaize feeling shy. ‎‎I wasn’t even consideri

***Vivienne's POV***‎‎I hung up the phone and returned to my seat.‎Sophie noticed my mood was off and casually asked, "Who was that on the phone?"‎‎"A friend," I said, biting my lower lip.‎‎"Hmph, I know how many friends you have. That friend of yours isn’t that jerk Alexander, is it?" she asked. ‎‎I fell silent for a moment, Seeing that I didn’t respond, Sophie scoffed, "Why would he be calling you? To bother you? Vivienne, don’t go soft on him and forgive him" Sofie said. ‎‎"I won’t," I said firmly. "It was his friend calling. He’s been drinking and asked me to talk to him. He got hurt trying to save me, I can’t just ignore it." I explained. ‎‎Ariana chimed in, "I believe Vivienne wouldn’t be so foolish, but she needs some time to move on."‎‎Two hours later, the three of us arrived in Tromsø. After leaving the airport, we took a bus to the hotel.‎‎Looking out the bus window, I noticed there was still a layer of snow on both sides of the road.‎‎Sophie had booked a

***Vivienne's POV***‎‎I wasn’t quite used to it yet, and while sliding down the snowy slope, I lost my balance and took a tumble, lying there for a moment before I managed to get up.‎‎Luckily, Nathaniel, was nearby and skied over to help me.‎‎I steadied myself with my ski poles, wiped the snow off my face, and said to Nathaniel, “Thanks.”‎‎Nathaniel gave a shy smile. “No need to thank me. Um... Miss, would it be alright if I added you on WhatsApp?”‎Fearing I might decline, he quickly added, “I just want to send you the money for your laundry.”‎‎I replied, “Sure, I’ll have Sophie send it to you when we get back.” I said. ‎‎Nathaniel’s face lit up with joy, revealing his little sharp canines. “Great! Thanks, Miss” he said. ‎‎At that time in Norway, the days were short and the nights long. By three or four in the afternoon, it was already dark.‎‎The ski resort turned on its lights early, and the entire place was brightly illuminated.‎‎We stayed on the slopes until afte

***Jane's POV***‎‎I held the bag tightly against my side as I walked faster down the quiet road, my eyes moving left and right, my heart beating harder with every step the closer I got to the factory. ‎‎The cold air brushed against my face but doing nothing to calm the fear building inside me, and just when the building came into view, dark and silent in the distance,, a shadow moved in front of me and I stopped.‎‎Before I could turn, another step sounded behind me.‎Then another.. ‎‎My grip on the bag tightened, I slowly lifted my head.‎Men... ‎They stood around me, not rushing, not speaking, just watching, their eyes sharp and steady, their bodies blocking every direction I could take.‎‎My breath caught, I didn’t need to ask.‎I already knew, I had worked with him too long not to know his methods. ‎‎Alexander. I didn't realize he had found out about my betrayal long ago. ‎‎My fingers started to shake, the bag slipping slightly in my hold as one of them stepped closer

***Vivienne’s POV***‎‎I decided to celebrate by ordering a few bottles of expensive local wine, lifting my glass with a smile as I spoke in a steady, flowing voice, telling the tourists that although I had been with them the other day, I had felt low and without energy, but now I had finally let everything go, and tonight we would drink and celebrate my divorce and my new life as a single woman who answered to no one.‎‎Sophie laughed loudly, already half drunk as she raised her glass and declared that we were not leaving until we were completely drunk, and her energy pulled us along as I poured another glass and raised it again, saying it was to friendship, and we clinked glasses before continuing to talk and drink, one round after another, the warmth of alcohol slowly loosening our thoughts and words.‎‎Sophie, now more open as the alcohol took hold, leaned closer and spoke without holding back, saying she had always known Alexander was not a good man and questioning how I had s