Chapter 381

The smell of rain on Gideon’s body, coupled with the faint Gucci cologne and the minty smell of tobacco on his cloth, rushed to Vivienne’s nose.

“I’m sorry for making you worry about me.”

Vivienne pushed him away softly. “What are you guys doing here? Did someone get hurt?”

Wyatt scratched the tip of his nose and replied, “Well, someone did get hurt, but it’s not us.”

Vivienne was stumped. She