Millionaire In Love With Me

Facing Morris’ outright refusal was, by and large, what Vivian had expected.

She leaned against the table, her gaze falling on the document on the table, her brow furrowing slightly, “If it weren’t for the fact that I’m my grandmother’s god granddaughter, there’s no way the wedding company would be able to produce such a performance. I’m grateful to you, to the Cheal family, but such an ‘advantage’ would be a burden to me.”

Vivian frankly said all that was in her heart.

At the end, she added, “If you really don’t want to sign it, just don’t.”

Since he wouldn’t accept it, she planned to close the wedding company.

She would not feel good about taking that money!

The waitress knocked on the door and brought in the food.

Vivian put the contract away and raised her hand to point to the food on the table, “Let’s eat, this filet mignon tastes pretty good. Try it.”

As she spoke, she took the wine and poured a glass for Morris before raising her glass, her red lips slightly hooked in a sweet smile, “Anyway, thank you very much.”

Morris looked at her, the joy in his narrow pupils absent from the moment he had just entered, replaced by an inscrutable complexity.

He lifted the wine and clinked glass with her without speaking.

Vivian raised her glass and drained the red wine in it, then lamented, “The wine tastes good, I’m hungry, I’ll eat first.”

“Okay.”

Morris responded, slowly savoring the wine, his gaze falling on Vivian across from him, taking in her forced smile.

And then, he inclined his head to look out the window, deep in thought.

When he first met her, she always had a big smile on her face, like a girl who had no worries.

And now, the smile on her face was becoming less and less, which inexplicably made Morris a little distressed.

During the meal, the two had a chat about all irrelevant things.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

After the meal, the two went back to their respective offices.

Vivian took the contract that Morris didn’t sign, and as she returned to the store, ready to talk to the clerk about closing the store, Trent suddenly arrived.

“Miss Mond.”

The suit-clad Trent entered the wedding store just as Vivian was standing in the lobby on the first floor, and he walked straight over.

Vivian looked back at him, puzzled, “Trent, what brings you here?”

“I brought something over, can I go to your office and talk about it?”

“Okay. Come on.”

Vivian nodded and said to her assistant, Sophie, “Sophie, send a cup of coffee over here.”

Sophie responded and immediately went to make coffee.

Trent and Vivian both went up to the office on the second floor, and Vivian asked as she walked, “Did Morris send you here?”

“Yes.”

Trent smiled, “I’ve brought you good news too.”

When the two entered the office, Trent sat on the couch and Vivian sat across from him with a formulaic smile on her face, “What’s the good news?”

Trent had a smile on his face, like he couldn’t hide the great news.

Trent smiled mysteriously and pulled out two documents from the briefcase beside him and placed them in front of Vivian, “Boss said that your wedding shop is doing well, and he wants to cooperate with you to take a stake. But your storefront is too small, so Boss has just sent someone to rent the ten-story building next door and signed a ten-year long term contract. However, Boss said that you have to fill in yourself the share rights.”

“A ten-year long contract?”

Vivian couldn’t help but feel in her heart that rich people are really generous with their money.

Renting a room in a place like this for ten years, and it was ten floors.

Was this an attempt to corner the L City wedding market?

“Yes, ten years.” Trent nodded.

Vivian picked up the contract and read the regulations on it, but all the equity divisions were empty, waiting for her to fill them in.

And at the end of the page, it had been signed by Morris’ name.

Seeing that Vivian was concentrating on the document, Trent immediately said, “Boss said that the share amount depends on your personal will.”

Trent thought in his heart that a woman as money-hungry as Vivian would definitely feel that she must be happy and would give a extremely small amounts to his boss.

“Since the house has been rented, it’s only natural that the contract should be signed.”

Morris was a businessman and would never do business at a loss.

Since he would pay to rent the ten-story house next door for ten years, inevitably knowing the income from the store.

Vivian picked up the pen and spread the document out, ready to fill in the share amount on it.

But just as Vivian was ready to sigh, Trent suddenly asked, “How do you think Boss treats you, Miss Mond?”

“Very well.”

“Heh heh, I’ve been following Boss for years and I’ve never seen him treat anyone so well.” Trent smiled, meaning something.

Vivian swept her cold eyes at him, didn’t answer, and prepared to sign the contract.

Trent asked, “How do you intend to divide the share?”

At those words, the pen Vivian was holding gave a slight lurch, her eyelids lifted slightly, and her cold-flushed eyes shot straight at Trent, “Are you teaching me to do thing?”

From the moment Trent handed her the two documents, she read a lot of information from his eyes.

So how could she not understand what he was thinking?

Trent didn’t expect Vivian to question so bluntly, and her attitude was even a little cold.

He pursed his lips, stunned, and smiled awkwardly, “No, Miss Mond.”

Trent shut up and silenced under Vivian’s harsh gaze, not speaking again.

Vivian, on the other hand, took the contract and didn’t hesitate to fill in ‘95%’ in the contract to share ratio!

Suddenly, Trent angrily slapped the table, “Miss Mond, aren’t you going too far? If it wasn’t for Boss, do you think your wedding shop’s business would be so good? For the ten-storey building next door, the rent alone is several million, and when the renovation will cost a considerable amount of money. Are you trying to get something for nothing?”

He suddenly slapped the table, Vivian was taken aback, but then hearing Trent’s words, she just laughed it off.

The smile, however, was extraordinarily sarcastic.

She didn’t bother with Trent, but continued to work on filling out the contract.

Trent kept staring at Vivian and kept complaining, “When you were kidnapped on the cruise ship, it was Boss who gave up the order worthy of tens of billions from C Country and flew straight back to rescue you; in Dongpu Village, you were swept away by the flood, it was also him who went to find you despite his life; you have insomnia and when you came out from the dungeon… …”

When the matter of the ‘dungeon’ was mentioned, Trent suddenly remembered that Boss had repeatedly warned him never to let Vivian know, so he immediately changed his voice, ”Boss went around to seek medical treatment for you, and in order to keep you from having psychological pressure, he never dared to tell you. He even arranged for a few experts to live next door to your parents directly in order to protect your mother. He has done so much for you, and you are still so insatiable.”

Vivian, who was signing the contract, paused her pen as she listened to Trent’s words.

Her eyes were focused on the contract, but her mind was swirling with what Trent had said.