Vivienne and the students of Class Eighteen went out for a buffet. Charlotte really knew how to appreciate good food. She picked a killer spot.
Especially for the cakes.
Vivienne basically didn't eat anything else, just the cakes.
This was probably the most satisfying meal she's had since leaving the mountains.
But Charlotte was a bit miffed. “A buffet worth over a hundred bucks and you were just eating the cake? You were wasting food. You should try other dishes. Just eating cake didn't even cover the cost.”
Vivienne replied, "As long as there's cake, I don't need anything else."
Even though they didn't have her favorite strawberry cake, the other cakes were still pretty good.
However, this meal ended up costing her over five grand for more than forty people, which stung a bit.
After the meal, the students of Class Eighteen got to know their new teacher better and became closer to Vivienne.
She might seem icy on the surface, but she was actually easy to talk to and liked to joke around. Even if her jokes were sometimes a bit lame, everyone still loved her.
After the meal, all the students went home.
Vivienne also went back to her home in Tranquil Estates.
Just as she got to the door, she could hear laughter coming from inside.
She opened the door, and a kid threw himself into her arms, "Vivienne, you're back! I've been waiting so long."
Isolde was hugging Vivienne's legs, her face full of smiles.
He was genuinely happy to see Vivienne.
"What are you doing here?" Vivienne picked him up and walked into the living room. She looked up to see Percival in his wheelchair, along with Leopold and Thomas sitting on the couch.
Dorian was pouring them coffee. They were chatting about something and Dorian was laughing happily.
Vivienne was surprised. Wasn't Mr. Hawthorn supposed to be at work at Alliance Enterprises?
"Vivienne, you're back," Dorian said with a smile, "Come over here. Mr. Ellington said you like strawberry cake. He bought a bunch of them. I tried one, and it tastes really good."
Without waiting for Vivienne to respond, Dorian continued, "It's all Dad's fault. I forgot your favorite strawberry cake. From now on, I'll buy it for you every day."
Vivienne said, "You should've said so earlier."
She had been wanting to eat strawberry cake, but the buffet didn't have any. Now that she was already full, but she could still eat another piece.
She walked over with Isolde in her arms and saw more than twenty different kinds of strawberry cakes.
She picked up a piece of strawberry cake and started eating with a spoon. Her eyes lit up. It did taste good!
It was even better than the place she tried yesterday.
She looked at Percival, "Mr. Ellington, where did you get this cake?"
Percival smiled, "I had the chef make it specially. Do you like it?"
Vivienne nodded, "Not bad."
Suddenly, Percival seemed a lot more likeable.
Yup! Definitely not because of the strawberry cake!
Vivienne paused, spoon in hand. Wait, Vivienne?
Were they on a nickname basis now?
Seeing her pause, Percival thought she was worried there wasn't enough cake, so he said, "Eating too many sweets is bad for you. Two pieces of cake is just right."
Vivienne looked away, "Thank you."
His reasoning was sound.
As his fiancée, it was normal to eat two pieces of his cake every day, right?
After saying that, Vivienne turned to Dorian, "Mr. Hawthorn, didn't you go to work?"
"Indeed, it was my first day at work. I filled out all the paperwork. But there was an important meeting at the company today, so they asked me to come back and familiarize myself with the company's documents. They'll send someone to brief me tomorrow when they have time."
Vivienne nodded. Then didn't say anything more, focusing on her cake.
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