Millionaire In Love With Me

Issac turned around and walked out.

An hour later, she was called out and the four of them ate briefly in the living room.

The three of them were almost centered around the theme of Morris and kept talking.

Vivian sat ‘lost in thought’, like a dejected and disheveled person after all the oppression she had been subjected to.

After a few hastily eaten bites, she went back to her bedroom to ‘sleep’.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

It was not until late at night that Mike and Issac left.

Yara ran over to talk to her for a while, and Vivian gave Yara another glass of water with sleeping pills in it before she went to sleep.

“I’m sorry.”

Looking at the sleeping Yara, Vivian felt quite guilty.

At one in the morning, she took the keys, carefully left the flat and took a taxi to the place where she had parked her car last night.

After some dressing up in the car, she drove to an old warehouse in due course.

However, just as Vivian’s car arrived at her destination, she saw another familiar silver-grey Maybach there.

The familiar license plate, just a glance, she knew that it was Morris’s car.

Why was he here?

Vivian parked the car and walked down, and saw Morris leaning against the door frame of his car, smoking.

“You’re waiting for me?”

She asked him in a distinctly masculine voice.

“Or what?”

The man’s hand, clutching his cigarette, spread out and gave her a cold look, “Come here in the middle of the night to blow the northwest wind?”

Morris looked at her dressed up in a cold look, her form all manly and dangling, imitating a man’s walk with aplomb.

His eyes lit up and he became more and more engrossed in the little surprises she brought, enjoying them extraordinarily.

On the contrary, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, somewhat speechless. “What do you want?”

“Here’s a copy of something that your ‘Boss’ should be able to use.”

Morris tossed a flash drive directly to Vivian, coldly.

Vivian caught the flash drive as she asked curiously, “Do you know who I am? Just give me the thing? And who am I to listen to you?”

The man took a last drag of his cigarette, dropped the butt to the ground, twisted the spark out with his toe, and puffed a light puff of smoke into her cheek, saying indifferently, “Poor people can only afford to hire you private detectives, who else can there be but Vivian?”

Because Vivian was wearing the attire of a private detective, and because the people she had arranged to watch over Tristan here today were also from the private detective agency, it was easy for Morris to ‘guess’ her identity.

Vivian: “…”

Although Vivian was unconvinced, she had to say that she was still too poor to only hire private detectives for help.

People with power and influence like Mike and Issac would have their own bodyguards and elites that they kept.

Even if they needed someone on a whim, they could pay a high price to hire elite soldiers.

Having been severely despised by Morris, Vivian was embarrassed, but fortunately she was wearing a mask and could not be easily detected.

She skimmed her lips and asked, “The internet is full of news about you, didn’t you clear your ties with her long ago? What are you still doing to help her?”

“I’m just helping myself.”

Morris lifted his trench coat and placed his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his cold and arrogant gaze raised slightly as he added, “Also, tell that stupid woman Vivian not to give me any more trouble. Otherwise, I will definitely make her suffer.”

Being called ‘stupid’, a nameless fire ran straight to Vivian’s head.

“Call me ….”

She nearly revealed her identity in her excitement, at least she was wearing a voice changer just in case, otherwise she would have been broken in one sentence.

Vivian instantly gave a start, took a second to calm down, and added: “Calling my ‘Boss’ stupid, you don’t have to be any better. My ‘Boss’ has said that the fact that your audio with the Mr. Mike of the Cheal family was exposed only means that you are too stupid to have a basic sense of defense.”

She hadn’t expected to run into him again here today

To be precise, she should say that she didn’t expect that Morris would actually wait for her in the middle of the night, in the bitter cold wind, just to give her enough evidence to clear her name.

At this moment, Vivian’s mood was mixed with a bit of joy.

It was as if all the expectations she had been holding had been answered.

Morris could not help but look aside with his head tilted, a smile on his cold face showing through.

Confronting him in such a way that she could hardly protect herself, and she was still reminding him to beware of Mike?

It seemed that she wasn’t stupid after all.

“What are you laughing at?” Vivian was in a cloud of confusion.

Morris gave Vivian a meaningful glance, turned around, pulled open the door and got into the car, reversed the car, and left.

Seeing the car disappear into the twilight, Vivian looked down at the flash drive in her hand and murmured, “He wouldn’t have recognized me, would he?”

Vivian looked down and took another glance at her attire, finally shaking her head and rejecting the thought.

It couldn’t be.

If he had already recognized her disguise, he would have blown the whistle on her already.

Vivian didn’t think Morris had that kind of leisure.

The cold winter wind was howling like a sob, making people shiver.

Vivian sniffled, went into the warehouse, walked up to Tristan and had a confrontation with him, and after an hour or so, she left in due course.

The next day.

Vivian’s affair had been brewing, and she had been dominating the hot search charts almost all the time, high up on the list.

At the same time, the official microblog of L City Public Security issued a ‘search notice’ and started looking for Tristan.

The microblog was very lively.

The first comment was: I report, Vivian is a suspect.

The second comment was: I guess, Tristan is dead.

The two comments had as many as 100, 000 likes!

“Tristan definitely has a slim chance of survival.”

“Vivian is too lawless.”

“Suggest investigating Vivian first.”

“Vivian’s employees are so pathetic, pay for life.”

“Her mother should have strangled her in her infancy when she was born! Death is not enough.”

…

The hot search just scurried up the hot search list not even an hour ago, a microblogger posted a dynamic “Vivian’s beating”, which went straight to the hot search list in just ten minutes.

Clicking on that hot search, the so-called Vivian’s beating was nothing more than an attractive headline.

The actual content was a record of Vivian arranging for Sophie to transfer three months’ salary to her colleagues after she was released from detention, as well as screenshot chats on WeChat.

It was also accompanied by a full audio recording.

The recording was a full recording of Vivian from the moment she entered Mandy’s ward.

After this hot search came up, the whole internet suddenly started to doubt themselves.

“Holy shit, what’s going on?”

“This is a misunderstanding of Vivian?”

“The audio shouldn’t be edited, right? Although there might be a lie about Vivian beating someone up, Tristan is really missing.”

“I only believe in Tristan’s words.”

“Such a nice boss? Have I misunderstood a good man?”

…

And just as netizens were talking about it, another piece of news scurried onto the hot search.

That was that Tristan had surrendered to the police!

With the afternoon of Tristan’s surrender, the police released the incident on the official microblog, telling how Tristan took a bribe of half a million to set up Vivian.

There were also mobile phone contacts and a chat between Tristan and a reporter at an agreed time, including a video of Tristan withdrawing half a million in cash somewhere.

The final video is of Tristan’s house where the fire broke out and the remains of the half million in cash were found after it had been burnt