Vivian eagerly took her upstairs seeing that Luca agreed.

After they walked into the cafe, Vivian said to the waitress, "Hello, can we get a private room?"

The waitress recognized Vivian. She flashed a kind but helpless smile. "Miss Vivian, I'm sorry, but there are already guests in the private room. They ordered a fair number of things too. I doubt that the private room will be available any time soon. Are you okay with a semi-private room?"

"We're fine with that." Vivian did not put her on the spot.

The waitress took them to the semi-private room in the corner.

Luca sat opposite Vivian.

"What about these gentlemen..." The waitress looked at the bodyguards who followed Vivian. She was not surprised as she had brought bodyguards when she visited before.

Vivian looked at the bodyguards who were helping them carry their shopping bags and pointed to the table next to her. "They can sit at that table."

When they heard that, the bodyguards sat down at the table next to them.

Luca looked at the formation and realized that the bodyguards were always there to protect Vivian. They were just in the cafe, yet the bodyguards had to sit not far away.

The waitress brought them two menus and placed them on the two tables. "For you to browse through."

Vivian put the menu in front of Luca and said, "Luca, why don't you have a look?"

After that, she looked at the waitress and asked, "What's the specialty dessert today?"

"It's your favorite, the macaron," the waitress replied. Vivian went to the cafe often and had a membership card, so she received five-star service.

"Macarons? I'll have two sets, one for the table over there," Vivian said. She liked desserts. They made her mood better.

"Thank you, Miss Vivian," the bodyguards thanked her.

Vivian nodded and looked at Luca. "Is there anything that you want?"

"It's okay. You know this place well. I'm happy to have you order for us." Luca handed the menu over to her.

"I'll order for us, then," Vivian said. She ordered two glasses of Blue Mountain which she thought was the best and asked the bodyguards to order what they wanted to drink. She was never stingy to those who were loyal to her.

The waitress left with the menus.

"By the way, when are you leaving Russia? I prepared a speech, but it doesn't feel right..." Vivian said, embarrassed. She was not happy with the speech she prepared.

"We won't leave until the contract is officially signed, but I don't have anything to do with it. You can give me your manuscript. I'll help you revise it." Luca said. She could not help but feel downhearted when she thought of the contract with M Group.

It may be that Luke had noticed that she was the one who stole and sold the bidding document, so he did not allow her to participate in the next steps of the signing.

They were at the point where they were close to signing the contract. Even if she wanted to change anything, there was no way.

Nevertheless, Luke's distrust still made her feel dejected.

"Really? That's great!" Vivian said happily. "I'll invite you to dinner when I'm officially enrolled in university. By the way, the college I applied to is in A City. We can meet when we have time."

"I know." Luca had seen her admissions application and knew that she was applying to Capital College in A City, which was located in College Town.

It was close to where she worked and lived.

However, she had no idea what she would have to face when she returned to A City. She may not be able to spend time with Vivian as she wished.

"Luca, I have one more favor to ask..." Vivian looked at her plain face, which was simpler when compared to the makeup that other women put on. Even so, Luca still looked charming.

Luca's facial features may make her seem like she was cold, but Vivian knew that she was not a cold person at heart.

That was why she asked her for help.

"What do you need?" Luca came back to her senses and looked at her intently.

"After you revise it, can you read it to a tape recorder so that I can practice..." Vivian said.

"You're sure that you don't want to consider taking a language class for a semester first?" Luca confirmed with her. Vivian was working so hard to avoid the language class so that she would be able to attend classes immediately.

"I've wasted enough time in the past. I don't want to waste any more. I'm going to get a language tutor while I'm in university," Vivian said. She knew that her arrangement was a little rushed, but she was

confident that she could do it.

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Luca agreed to her request seeing how determined she was. "Okay. When you get home, send me the prepared speech and I'll record it for you after editing it."

Vivian smiled contentedly. "Thank you for agreeing to help me 'cheat'."

"You're welcome." Luca returned a smile. She wanted to help as much as she could.

The waitress brought the coffee and macarons they ordered.

Luca and Vivian chatted while they sipped on coffee.

When Pierre walked out of the private room, he saw Luca sitting in a semi-private room at a glance.

He squinted his eyes. His anger had not been vented yet, so he thought it was meant to be that Luca was right in front of him. It was better to come out at the right timing rather than come out early!

Pierre walked over.

Luca felt the danger, looked up, and saw Pierre walking toward them.

"Enemies on a narrow road," she said softly, not expecting to meet him here.

Luca was puzzled. The matter of the bidding had been over for a few days, so she did not expect Pierre to still be in Russia. It seemed that he had nothing to do here, so she was wondering why he stayed around.

"What?" Vivian could not hear her muttering.

"It's nothing. I saw someone I don't want to see," Luca said softly.

"Who?" Vivian looked around and saw a man walking toward them. It seemed that Luca was referring to this person.

Vivian did not hold back her gaze and looked at the man in front of her.

The man Luca hated... Sure enough...

Vivian was great with reading people. She felt that the man walking toward them was full of hostility as if someone had offended him.

"Who is this..." She could not help but ask Luca as she continued to stare at Pierre.

Pierre walked over and saw the woman sitting opposite Luca. He frowned and felt that his eyes were stained the moment he laid eyes on her.

'This woman is so ugly. How can Luca sit across from her and still be so calm, drinking coffee and eating snacks as if it's nothing?'

Pierre immediately retracted his gaze as if looking at Vivian more would contaminate his eyes.

He walked to the table, lowered his voice, and gave a half-smile. "How are you so free to be here?"

"Since a busy person like Second Young Master is free to drink coffee here, someone like me is naturally free." Luca resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him while talking to him.

'I'm just here drinking my coffee and minding my business. Why does Pierre make it seem as though I'm not allowed to?'