"Mr. Rivers and Miss Lila are so deeply in love. When Mr. Rivers was still struggling, Miss Lila stayed by his side. They’ve been together for eight years. There hasn’t even been a rumor about another woman near him."
Marcus' body stiffened, and he instinctively pushed Vivian away. But she held onto his hand, her grip tight, her face contorted in fake distress.
"My foot... it’s twisted... it hurts so much." Her eyes brimmed with tears, making her look like a helpless little bunny.
Marcus paused, his expression unreadable as everyone in the room watched intently.
He quickly regained his composure, his voice smooth as he explained, "This is my relative."
The whispers started immediately.
"So, she’s Mr. Rivers' relative? No wonder she dares to get so close to him. Other women wouldn’t have the courage."
The two clerks exchanged knowing glances, their voices dropping to a hush.
Marcus looked back at me briefly before speaking again, his tone now soft but authoritative. "Be good, wait here for a moment. I’ll help Vivian to the car and have the driver take her to the hospital."
Marcus pressed a kiss to my forehead before helping Vivian up, guiding her toward the Maybach parked at the door.