Bud found Vivian exceptionally young and attractive, even more beautiful than some celebrities. He had secretly taken a few photos earlier.
He had shared with a few friends who had similar interests, expressing his intention to "win over" this young beauty.
But when he tried to make conversation, he was immediately rebuffed. It seemed that the younger they were, the more bold they acted. But he believed that, in the end, they could still be deceived by material things.
Vivian coldly responded, "Your watch is fake. Even if it were real, it would be worth just over ten thousand dollars, but the fake one might not even be worth several thousand dollars. Sir, please leave."
Normally, she was patient with older people, but she couldn't muster any for this man.
Bud's face flushed with embarrassment, his frustration clear as he hadn't expected anyone to see through his fake watch. "You!"
Before Vivian could respond further, a woman from the front row turned to Bud and said, "I can tell. The young lady just wants some space. You're the one with bad intentions."
Bud felt frustrated but quickly realized that this young woman was not like the others he had encountered before—she wasn't easily deceived. With a sigh of resignation, he reluctantly returned to his seat.
Vivian didn't care much about the encounter. But when she got off the bus, passed through the checkpoint at the tourist attraction, and climbed nearly halfway up the mountain, Bud appeared again.
"Hey, no need to be so harsh," he said, trying to make amends.
Vivian glanced around. There were only a few scattered people ahead. It was true that not many people visited the mountain in the winter.
She had chosen the same trail Joe and Skylar had hiked that day, and she was carefully studying the path when Bud once again interrupted her.
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