Chapter 19 Are You Planning to Be Mrs. Firth?

Husband? In Vivian's heart, she never considered Charlie as her husband. However, looking at the Maserati supercar that Nancy was driving, she got jealous. Even she only drove a car worth hundreds of thousand dollars. How come Nancy could drive such an expensive car? Vivian’s eyes turned green with envy. She turned around and followed Luna back. After a while, Nancy came running over. At the moment Nancy came in, Vivian saw the designer bag Nancy had just bought from the shopping mall over her shoulder. Her anger surged. Luxury cars, designer bags. How many things did Nancy take from Charlie with her name? "Nancy, you bi*ch!" She stood up, raised her hand and slapped Nancy in the face. Nancy was panting from running. Just as she caught her breath, she saw Vivian coming at her. She frowned and grabbed Vivian's hand, "What are you doing, Vivian?" "What am I doing?" Vivian coldly sneered, "Don't forget I’m Vivian. You’re nothing but a poor substitute who could not even afford to eat. Give me the things Charlie bought for you!" As she said that, she forcefully pulled her hand back, then reached for Nancy's bag. Originally, Nancy wanted to resist. But upon hearing Vivian's words, her heart suddenly ached. It was true that she was nothing more than a substitute who took Vivian’s name to marry Charlie. How could she enjoy the things that Charlie gave Vivian? She didn't move and let Vivian take the bag off her body and empty it. Only the bag and the car key were left. Looking at the worthless items on the ground, a hint of ridicule appeared on Nancy’s lips, "So, are you planning to be Mrs. Firth?" "Exactly!" Twirling the car key in her hand, Vivian boasted, "Your car racing scandal was exposed yesterday. To salvage my career, you must do a live broadcast with me. Clarify to everyone that you are the one racing cars, not me. Then, I will be Mrs. Firth. And you will disappear from my sight with your useless father forever!" Was it time for them all to return to their respective lives? Would she finally be able to see her father? Nancy's hands slowly clenched at her sides. Ever day for the past three years, she had been longing for this moment. But why did her heart ache when this moment was about to come true? Seeing her quiet, Vivian sneered, "What, can’t let go of your identity as Mrs. Firth?" Nancy raised her face and coldly met her gaze, "No!" The mockery on Vivian's lips deepened, "Then why the sad face? Could it be...you've fallen for Charlie?" She had fallen for Charlie? Nancy's heart skipped a beat. Like a cat with its tail stepped on, she blurted it out, "No way!" Vivian was startled. Nancy had always been as meek as a lamb in front of her, obediently accepting everything. When did she become so fierce? This reaction clearly indicated that Charlie has got a place in her heart! Vivian's eyes turned cold. She grabbed the bag she had snatched from Nancy's hand and threw it at her, "No? Then why are you so mad? You shouted because you were lying!" Nancy raised her hand to block the bag flying towards her. Without saying a word, she simply glared at Vivian...