Chapter 12. Not a Weak Surrogate

Vivienne’s POV

I sat down elegantly exhaling and inhaling silently as I tried to calm my racing heart. I’ve never had this kind of feeling before. It was new to me. Everything around me was new, I was quiet as I tried to keep calm while Victor dug through the pile of files on his table, stacked. He seemed focused, I had to say he was calm.

It was difficult to understand or describe his personality at first sight which gave a big disadvantage of knowing exactly if he was upset or happy. His facial expression was emotionless, and his brown eyes showed a little hint of sadness which disappeared immediately after it emerged, he looked to be in his 30s, or was he in his early twenties.

But I didn’t come to understand people or try to make them happy. My job was strictly to get pregnant give birth to a baby pack my bags and exit their lives just like I entered.

“Let’s go through some of my rules, shall we…Ms. Payton, you should be aware that I hate people