CHAPTER 6

Louis stood still, shocked. 

He just realized something big. 

The small doll he thought was Vivian's wasn't hers at all. 

This meant the kind girl who helped him years ago wasn't Vivian! 

All this time, he had been wrong!

Louis felt many things at once - surprise, sadness, but also a bit relieved. 

He had spent years helping Vivian, thinking he was paying back her kindness. 

Now he knew it was all a mistake.

"What's wrong, Louis? Finally seeing how pathetic you are?" 

Seeing how quiet Louis was, Vivian said meanly.

She thought he was finally embarrassed because she had caught him lying.

This made her even angrier and more disgusted.

Louis barely heard her. 

He was too busy thinking about what this all meant for his life.

However, Vivian kept talking, and getting louder. 

"Why are you silent now? Weren’t you good at making up stories about knowing important people? Why not continue the play and give us a good show?"

Vivian said more aggressively, her eyes filled with increased disdain.

“I now see who you truly are! You’re merely a pathetic tragedy! The most incompetent liar, coward, and braggart of the 21st century!”

Louis finally snapped out of his thoughts. 

He felt tired of Vivian's words. 

"Be quiet, will you?" he said in a cold voice, his eyes as freezing as ice. 

"I didn't lie about anything or steal any toy."

Having just realized the truth, he really had no mood to deal with a noisy talkative right now.

Meanwhile, Vivian was completely stunned. 

Louis had never talked to her like this before.

How dared he?! 

He used to be so easy to push around in the past few years of their marriage. 

Now he seemed so indifferent, so much stronger. 

This made Vivian even angrier.

"How dare you talk to me like that?!" 

Vivian yelled furiously, her face turning red rapidly. 

"If you didn’t fake the things, where did get the cards? If you didn’t steal, how did you get the doll? Just admit it, you pathetic loser!"

Louis was getting impatient. 

"They are none of your business, Vivian, we’ve divorced." he said coldly.

However, upon hearing this, Vivian got even madder. 

“Fuck you, Louis!” 

“I shouldn’t have married you in the first place. I must have been blind back then.” 

“It turns out you are not only a penniless loser who has shamelessly lived off me for years, but also an insane and disgusting liar plus braggart who lives in his tragic imagined world!”

“Louis, I demand compensation, or I swear you won’t ...”

Louis’s patience had finally decreased to zero.

“Fine, how much do you want?” 

He interrupted, stopping her yelling.

If money could make Vivian shut up her noisy mouth and make her go away, he didn’t mind giving her what she wanted. 

He just wanted to end this fight quickly. 

And start looking for his real saviour right away. 

Vivian was stunned again.

She hadn’t expected her poor ex-husband would agree so fast and easily.

Did he even have the amount of money to compensate for her loss?

A mocking look formed on Vivian’s face.

She had a good idea—one that could make Louis look extra stupid. 

"One million," she said with a mean smile. 

She was sure Louis couldn't get that much money.

He probably didn’t have even a dollar on him. 

Vivian stared at Louis, not wanting to miss the embarrassment and awkwardness on his face.

But to her surprise ... 

"Okay, deal." 

Louis agreed right away, like it was no big deal at all.

“It’s one million dollars, not one hundred! You hear me, Louis?”

Vivian sneered, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Don’t tell me you can’t tell the difference between one million and one hundred, you overgrown amoeba!"

She laughed cruelly.

“I heard you. You don’t need to be so talkative.”

Louis replied coldly.

He knew very well Vivian’s intention of making him look stupid, but he didn’t plan to satisfy her.

He wasn’t the Louis she knew from the past.

“Alright then, show me the money RIGHT NOW!"