“I’ll take you to another complex,” Livinus said.
He brought her to a downtown development near the riverside. The apartments featured full-length glass windows, offering stunning views of the river and the passing cruise ships.
Even though it was autumn, the greenery in the complex was lush and well-maintained, giving the place a tranquil and welcoming vibe.
Upon entering, they were warmly greeted by the sales staff, giving Sophia the impression that this team was genuinely professional, treating every guest with consistent respect.
The service here was impeccable, and the staff struck the perfect balance of enthusiasm and professionalism—clearly a cut above the previous sales office.
Of course, the price reflected that. At 100,000 Dollars per square meter, the apartments were as expensive as the views were breathtaking.
“If you’re not planning to live here, reserve a unit in a prime location. It may be pricier, but the security and amenities make it a safe and comfortable option for a young woman.”
Sophia wasn’t planning to live there herself—she simply wanted a property to hold onto. Just in case her original self returned and she reverted to her past life, she wanted to leave something tangible behind. After all, no one should have to feel hopeless after a divorce.
“Alright, but how much is a unit here?”
The prices weren’t low. The more upscale the property, the less likely there were small units available. The smallest apartments here were over ten million Dollars. Fortunately, as a first-time buyer, Sophia didn’t need a massive down payment. With her current finances—monthly dividends from Chloe, along with strong sales of her acne cream and herbal packages in the beauty clinic—she could afford the mortgage, even without relying on her online store.
Plus, with Livinus offering to handle the paperwork, the process was far less of a hassle. Sophia decided on the spot to purchase the property.
The sales team enthusiastically escorted them out after finalizing the deal.
—
“Where to now?”
“Back to the clinic,” Sophia replied.
“I have an event tonight. How about dinner tomorrow night?” Livinus asked, leaning toward her, his gaze pressing.
Sophia coughed awkwardly. “I’ll be busy late into the evening.”
“No problem. I’ll cook and wait for you at your place.”
“…” Since when did she agree to him cooking at her house?
Yet with Livinus, there was no room for dissent. His tone clearly indicated that he wasn’t asking for permission but merely informing her.
—
The event Livinus attended was for a brand launch. This brand had been introduced to the mainland market under Scott Corporation’s leadership, so his presence was a given. To generate buzz, the brand had invited numerous celebrities to the event. Given Olivia’s close ties with the Scott Family, the brand also invited her to walk the red carpet.
As expected from such a prestigious event, dozens of stars showed up, accompanied by a glamorous red carpet affair and swarms of reporters. The scene was bustling, akin to a mini Cannes Film Festival.
“Olivia, over here!” photographers shouted.
Olivia had always enjoyed wearing attention-grabbing outfits on the red carpet. But today, as someone poised to marry into the Scott Family, she chose a more elegant look. She donned a simple white dress paired with a fur stole, exuding a sophisticated, wealthy-wife vibe.
“Olivia, is it true you’re about to marry into the Scott Family?” one reporter asked.
Olivia smiled demurely. “Henry and I are very happy together. If all goes well, the wedding will take place in the coming months.”
“Have you experienced any discomfort during your pregnancy?” another reporter inquired.
Olivia placed a hand on her stomach and shook her head with a warm smile.
“Not much, aside from occasional morning sickness. It’s during times like these that I truly appreciate the hardships mothers endure.”
“We’ve heard that Boss Livinus is also attending tonight’s gala. Why didn’t you arrive together?”
Olivia laughed lightly. “Boss Livinus…oh, excuse me, Uncle, has a busy schedule. I wouldn’t want to disturb him.”
Her choice of words immediately caught the reporters’ attention.
“Does this mean you’ve been officially acknowledged by the Scott Family?”
“You’re already addressing him as family?”
Olivia’s bashful smile left much to interpretation, and the reporters eagerly pressed further.
It was obvious this would dominate tomorrow’s headlines.
Even if she wasn’t marrying Livinus himself, the association with his family brought significant advantages.
Olivia’s lips curled slightly as she envisioned the upcoming articles. Finally, she’d appear in the news for something other than negative press.
Just then, a tall figure in a sharp suit strode in—it was Livinus.
He quickly signed his name and walked off without acknowledging the reporters’ requests for photos. They scrambled to capture shots of him as he passed.
“Boss Livinus! Is it true that Miss Olivia is marrying into the Scott Family?” one reporter boldly called out.
