Chapter 17

After finishing breakfast, Vivian felt she had regained some strength, and her body felt much more comfortable.

She took a deep breath and removed the white shirt she was wearing, instantly revealing her sexy figure. Vivian looked down at her body, which still bore some intimate red marks.

This made Vivian blush.

Intimate scenes from last night kept flashing through her mind.

Vivian lightly patted her own face, trying to stop herself from thinking about what happened yesterday.

Then, she walked barefoot on the soft carpet, looking for her clothes. Finally, Vivian found them at the foot of the bed, but they were already torn to pieces.

Most importantly.

Vivian remembered that she seemed to have torn the clothes herself...

This made her pretty face flush red again.

Just then.

She noticed that on the other side of the headboard, a brand-new white dress was neatly placed. The style was simple but looked very nice - clearly Jack had prepared it for her.

"This guy..."

Vivian walked over and picked up the dress, feeling a warmth rising in her heart.

She hadn't expected that Jack, who seemed so cold on the outside, could be so thoughtful.

This made her feel even more attracted to him.

Over the years since becoming famous, many men had pursued her, but they usually had ulterior motives. However, someone like Jack - she was meeting for the first time.

Vivian put on the white dress, instantly covering her snow-white body. Then she tidied up her appearance in the mirror.

Opening the door, Vivian walked out and immediately smelled a faint milky fragrance. Following the scent, Vivian came down the stairs to the spacious living room.

It was already bright outside, with sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Vivian instinctively looked outside, only to discover that the entire house seemed to be located within a military base.

This made her even more curious about Jack's identity.

Even if Jack was a soldier, ordinary soldiers didn't have this kind of treatment.

But he looked so young - what position could he possibly hold?

In the living room, Jack sat at the dining table, his black shirt sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, revealing his solid forearms.

On the plate in front of him was the same milk and bread that Vivian had just eaten. Jack ate methodically - not fast, but not slow either, and there was a strange charm to it, very elegant.

"Morning," Vivian said softly, breaking the silence in the living room.

Jack looked up, his gaze lingering on her for a moment, then said flatly, "Morning."

His tone was calm and indifferent, neither warm nor distant. This attitude made Vivian pause. Accustomed to being pursued, this was the first time she had encountered such an unromantic man.

However, Jack's indifferent reaction stirred a desire to conquer in Vivian's heart.

She walked across the soft carpet, step by step, to the dining table and sat down across from Jack.

Vivian extended one hand, propping up her chin, her gaze leisurely observing Jack.

The morning light fell on Jack's face, outlining his perfectly chiseled features. The cold temperament about him didn't diminish his appeal, but rather added a touch of wildness and depth.

He just quietly ate his breakfast, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. This focus surprised Vivian.

Just then, the speakers in the corner of the living room suddenly came on, and pleasant music began to play.

Vivian was stunned.

Because this was her song, one that had held the number one spot on the music charts for three consecutive months.

She hadn't expected to hear her own song here. Vivian's lips curved up slightly as she looked at Jack and asked, "Do you really like this song?"

Jack had just swallowed a bite of bread. He picked up his milk and took a small sip, his tone flat, "It's alright."

These things were all arranged by his subordinates - it wasn't about liking or not liking.

"Does it sound good?" Vivian asked again, her voice carrying a barely noticeable hint of anticipation. She wanted to know how Jack would react.

Jack put down his milk glass, looked up at Vivian, his voice calm, "It's okay, the melody is quite nice."

Actually, Jack didn't really like this kind of pop music - he preferred more classical music. But the melody of this song was indeed good, with a bit of classical charm.

Hearing this, the corners of Vivian's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with spirit.

"This song is called 'Silent Echo.' Many people just treat it as an ordinary pop ballad, but it actually incorporates many classical music elements," Vivian said knowledgeably.

Jack's brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Vivian. "You know a lot about this song?"

"Of course."

"This was sung by my... idol, so of course I know about it."

"Idol?"

Jack paused slightly, his deep eyes resting on Vivian's face for a moment, then said flatly, "Seems like your idol is very talented."

Jack commented lightly, though his voice remained calm without much emotional fluctuation. "Being able to combine classical music with popular music is indeed not easy."

Hearing Jack's calmness, the smile in Vivian's eyes deepened.

She nodded with a smile, "Yes, she is indeed very talented." As she spoke, a hint of mischief appeared in Vivian's eyes, and her tone carried a trace of probing, "And I heard that she's also very beautiful. Are you interested in meeting her?"

"Not interested."

Jack's answer was straightforward and without hesitation, as if refusing the most ordinary thing.

The smile on Vivian's face froze for a moment, then she looked at Jack helplessly. In all her years in the entertainment industry, every man had flattered her and tried every means to get close to her. Jack was truly the first to be so "blind" to her.

"Really?" Vivian wasn't discouraged. Instead, she leaned forward, placing both hands on the table, closing the distance between them. "But I think there's no harm in meeting her, don't you think? Actually, I'm very close to her. If you're interested, I can introduce you."

Her voice lowered, carrying a hint of seduction.

Jack's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then he said flatly, "You're okay now, right?"

Vivian was stunned, but still instinctively said, "I'm fine."

"Then contact your family or friends and have them come pick you up," Jack said lightly.

Vivian almost laughed in frustration.

Was this guy trying to kick her out?

They had done the most intimate things last night, although... she had initiated it.

Vivian glared at Jack resentfully, then said, "Don't worry, I won't cling to you. I've already contacted someone, they're already coming to pick me up."

Just then.

A knock came at the door.

"Come in."

Jack said lightly.

The next moment, Joseph walked in.

Joseph glanced at Vivian, then said to Jack, "There's someone outside saying they're here to pick up Ms. Roberts."

"They're here for me."

Vivian stood up and interjected.

"Joseph, see her out," Jack said lightly, his expression unchanged.

"Yes."

Joseph nodded respectfully, then said to Vivian, "Ms. Roberts, please come with me."

This was a military area - without him, Vivian couldn't get out.

Vivian followed Joseph. When she reached the door.

She suddenly stopped.

Then she strode over to Jack, her beautiful eyes staring intently at him. "You still haven't told me your name?"

Jack looked up at her, still with that calm and composed manner. "Jack."

"Jack, huh? I'll remember you. Next time we meet, I'll surprise you!" Vivian said to Jack somewhat defiantly.

"Is that so?" Jack raised an eyebrow slightly, a barely perceptible curve forming at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care.

"You..."

Vivian bit her lip lightly, very dissatisfied with Jack's reaction, but didn't say anything more. She just looked deeply at Jack, as if trying to etch his appearance into her mind.

Then she turned and walked out without looking back.

Outside the military base.

A black van was parked at the entrance. Seeing Vivian come out, a plump woman in her forties wearing glasses rushed over.

"Vivian, thank goodness you're okay," the woman said excitedly, trying to hug Vivian, but she subtly avoided it.

"Let's go," Vivian said lightly.

She got into the car and, through the tinted window, took one last look at the villa standing in the military base.