A temporary stage was set on the terrace on the thirty-sixth floor of Viton Hotel.

It was beautifully decorated with flowers and colorful Lights from both states of the art bulbs and LEDs.

Vivian just finished her rehearsal. She sang so beautifully that some guests who arrived before the party looked at her with so much admiration. It was almost as if her voice had a mesmerizing effect. But she was still not satisfied with it.

She thought to herself that distinguished guests normally came to this kind of event a little late. They were the real ones she wanted to impress. So she had to be nothing short of perfection! The only way that the night could be a memorable one for her was if she captured literally everyone's attention.

By doing so, her chances of becoming more than just an actress in a small-budget online drama would be very high. This brought a wide smile to Vivian's face.

ALL of a sudden, thoughts of Maria came to her mind. But it wasn't out of love or affection.

On the contrary, Vivian was entertaining herself with the idea that Maria had to end up with the disabled, pathetic Anthony.

Anthony was no Longer the heir of the Wilson family and he had nothing.

Maria and her husband would now have to depend on measly handouts from the family business to make ends meet.

It soon occurred to Vivian that Maria was originally a country bumpkin who had nothing, and her Life would still become better than it used to be after she married Anthony, even though the man had lost everything.

The mere thought of this greatly displeased Vivian. She was of the opinion that Maria didn't deserve such a future.

After putting a lot of things into consideration, she eventually decided to be a tolerant and generous winner by letting Maria off this time.

“Miss Jenkins, you sang amazingly just now." A young man walked up to Vivian and paid her a compliment smilingly.

“If I may ask, have you undergone any form of professional training?" lello Mr. Davis!" She nodded politely in response to what he said

“I'm Professor Lydia Clemens’ student.”

The man in question was Malan Davis, the fourth son of the current CEO of Davis Group, one of the top fifty enterprises in the country.

The company had a strong capital that was much stronger than Bill's business to say the least.

Malan was not the heir of Davis Group since his mother wasn't married to his father. She was only his mistress.

Vivian knew who he was. She was also aware of the fact that he could only live on the share dividend of the Davis Group all his life. And this made her lose interest in him.

! You learn from Lydia Clemens? That simply means you are exceptional, Miss Jenkins. Else, such a renowned artist wouldn't have agreed to be your teacher."

Malan knew that he was not a catch among girls in the upper class. In order to compensate for that, he became a smooth talker.

Whenever he was holding a conversation with a girl he liked, he would make up for his weakness with eloquence. That was a readily available trick up his sleeves.

“Thank you, Mr. Davis. It has always been my goal to be a qualified actress and singer."

Even though Vivian did her best to be courteous, she was intentionally distant while they were having the conversation. She didn't want to give Malan a chance.

But he wasn't one to give up easily. So he kept on flattering her.