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Chapter 8: Vivian’s Secret Charity
Chapter 8: Vivian’s Secret Charity
Vivian was known as the spoiled princess of Don Isaac’s cartel, always flaunting her wealth and indulging in extravagant whims. However, beneath the surface lay a compassionate heart that very few knew about. Her father’s dangerous world and her own privileged lifestyle created a dichotomy that she struggled with daily.
One sunny afternoon, Vivian slipped out of the mansion, making sure no one saw her. Gavin, ever vigilant, noticed her sneaking away and followed at a discreet distance. She took a winding path through the city, finally arriving at a rundown neighborhood far from the opulence she was accustomed to.
Vivian entered a small, nondescript building. Curious, Gavin approached cautiously and peered through a window. Inside, he saw Vivian surrounded by children, her demeanor completely different from the spoiled, playful persona she showed to the world. She was laughing and interacting with the kids, handing out toys and food.
“Miss Vivian!” a little girl exclaimed, running up to her.
“Look what I made in art class!” She held up a colorful drawing.
Vivian knelt down, her face lighting up with genuine delight.
“It’s beautiful, Maria! You’re such a talented artist.”
Gavin’s heart softened as he watched the scene. He decided to confront her but wanted to do it in a way that wouldn’t cause a scene. He waited outside until Vivian finished her visit and started walking back towards the mansion.
“Vivian,” Gavin called out, stepping from the shadows.
Vivian jumped, her hand flying to her chest. “Gavin! What are you doing here?”
“I followed you,” he admitted.
“I was concerned when I saw you leave the mansion.”
Her eyes flashed with anger and embarrassment.
“You had no right to follow me! This is my private business.”
“I’m your bodyguard,” Gavin said calmly.
“It’s my job to ensure your safety. But I must say, I didn’t expect to find you here.”
Vivian’s anger turned to defensiveness.
“What? Did you think I only care about myself? That I’m just a spoiled brat?”
“No,” Gavin replied softly.
“I just didn’t know this side of you. It’s... admirable.”
Vivian sighed, her shoulders relaxing slightly. “This orphanage means a lot to me. These kids have nothing, and I have so much. It’s the least I can do.”
They walked in silence for a moment, the tension easing.
“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Gavin asked.
“My father wouldn’t understand,” Vivian said. “He’s too wrapped up in his world. And the others... they wouldn’t take me seriously.”
“Maybe you should give them a chance,” Gavin suggested.
“You might be surprised.”
Vivian shook her head.
“It’s not that simple, Gavin. But thank you for understanding.”
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In the following days, Gavin found himself thinking about Vivian’s secret charity work often. He admired her more than ever and began to see her in a new light. Her compassionate side added depth to her character, conflicting with the image she projected to the world.
One day, Gavin decided to help Vivian in her efforts. He approached her in the mansion’s library, where she was pretending to read a fashion magazine.
“Vivian, I have an idea,” he said, sitting down opposite her.
She looked up, curious.
“What kind of idea?”
“I want to help you with the orphanage,” Gavin said. “I have connections and resources. We can do more for those kids if we work together.”
Vivian’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You’d do that? For me?”
“For the kids,” Gavin corrected with a smile.
“But also for you. You shouldn’t have to do this alone.”
Vivian’s eyes softened, and she nodded.
“Alright, Gavin. Let’s do it.”
---
With Gavin’s help, Vivian’s efforts at the orphanage expanded significantly. They managed to secure more funding, supplies, and volunteers. The once rundown building started to transform, filled with laughter and hope.
One afternoon, as they were painting a mural on one of the walls, Vivian turned to Gavin, her face smudged with paint but glowing with happiness.
“Thank you, Gavin,” she said. “This means more to me than you’ll ever know.”
Gavin smiled, his heart warming at her words. “You’re welcome, Vivian. I’m just glad I could help.”
---
Despite their progress, they had to keep their activities a secret from Don Isaac and the rest of the cartel. It wasn’t easy, but Gavin and Vivian became adept at balancing their charitable work with the demands of their dangerous lives.
One evening, as they were leaving the orphanage, Vivian turned to Gavin with a thoughtful expression.
“Do you think my father would ever understand?” she asked quietly.
Gavin paused, considering his words carefully.
“I think he loves you more than anything. If you explained why this is important to you, he might surprise you.”
Vivian nodded slowly.
“Maybe one day.”
---
Their secret charity work continued to flourish, bringing hope to the children and deepening the bond between Gavin and Vivian. The playful banter and teasing were still there, but now there was a layer of mutual respect and admiration.
One day, as they were organizing a fundraiser for the orphanage, Vivian looked at Gavin with a mischievous glint in her eye.
“You know, you’re not half bad for a bodyguard,” she teased.
Gavin chuckled.
“And you’re not just a spoiled princess after all.”
They laughed, the tension of their double lives momentarily forgotten. In those moments, surrounded by the children’s laughter and the joy of giving back, they found a sense of purpose and connection that transcended the chaos of their world.
---
However, maintaining the secret wasn’t easy. The risk of exposure was ever-present, and one day, they faced a close call.
Vivian was at the orphanage, playing with the children, when she heard the familiar rumble of her father’s car approaching. Her heart raced as she quickly ushered the children inside and tried to compose herself.
“Vivian!” Don Isaac’s voice boomed as he entered the building.
“What are you doing here?”
“Dad!” Vivian stammered, forcing a smile.
“I... I wanted to surprise you.”
Don Isaac’s eyes narrowed as he looked around.
“Surprise me? What’s going on here?”
Gavin, who had been in the background, stepped forward.
“We’ve been supporting this orphanage, Don Isaac. It’s a project Vivian has been passionate about.”
Don Isaac’s expression softened slightly as he looked at his daughter.
“Is that true?”
Vivian nodded, her eyes pleading.
“Yes, Dad. These kids need help, and I have the resources to make a difference. Please understand.”
Don Isaac was silent for a moment, then he sighed.
“I wish you had told me, Vivian. But... I’m proud of you.”
Tears welled up in Vivian’s eyes as she hugged her father.
“Thank you, Dad. That means a lot to me.”
Gavin watched the exchange, feeling a sense of relief and pride. They had managed to keep their secret while also gaining Don Isaac’s approval.
---
From that day forward, Don Isaac supported their efforts at the orphanage, providing additional resources and protection. The children thrived, and the bond between Vivian and Gavin grew even stronger.
One evening, as they sat in the garden, Gavin turned to Vivian, his expression thoughtful.
“You know, Vivian, you’ve changed a lot since we first met,” he said.
Vivian smiled, her eyes reflecting the sunset’s warm glow.
“So have you, Gavin. We’ve both grown.”
Gavin took her hand, squeezing it gently.
“I’m proud of you. You’ve shown incredible strength and compassion.”
Vivian leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling a sense of peace.
“Thank you, Gavin. For everything.”
As they sat together, watching the sun dip below the horizon, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together. Their secret charity work had brought them closer and revealed the depths of their hearts, proving that even in the darkest of worlds, light could shine through.Download Novelah App
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