After Manfred led Vivian inside, the guards who had blocked her earlier stood frozen in shock. It was as if they had just witnessed something unbelievable.
"She really knows Mr. Atkinson?"
At that moment, Kemp stepped up to the guards. "What did you just say?" His voice was sharp.
"She came again? And she really knows Mr. Atkinson? She's been here before?"
The guard, still dazed, nodded.
"Yes… She came this afternoon, asking to see Mr. Atkinson. I thought she was just causing trouble and didn't believe she knew him.
"Ms. Lynch was also there at the time. She specifically told us not to let any random people disturb Mr. Atkinson."
Kemp's vision went black for a second. He nearly slapped the fool across the face.
"Mabel's words are bullshit! Do you even know who that woman is? That's Mr. Atkinson's fiancée! The woman he treasures more than anything!
"And you left her out here in the cold like some beggar, making her wait all night?"
The guard turned deathly pale. "W-What? Mr. Atkinson's fiancée? But… But she looked like a beggar! If I had known, I never would have stopped her!"
Kemp gritted his teeth. "It's a damn good thing Vivian is unharmed! If anything had happened to her, you wouldn't be standing here right now!
"From now on, if Mabel ever comes here again, turn her away. Let her taste what it's like to be left outside!"
His blood was boiling. No wonder Vivian looked like that.
The chaos in Briarpatch meant she had to fend for herself after being turned away. She couldn't risk drawing attention, so she disguised herself as a beggar.
But just thinking about her standing out there all alone, covered in dust and exhaustion, made Kemp's temples throb.
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