My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 190 I am in Short of Money, not Men

"Think about it?"

Morris’ sexy lips curled into a warm smile.

Unexpectedly, as his words fell, Vivian fiercely stretch out a foot to viciously step on the back of his foot

and crushed it, "What a dream, I'm just short of money, not short of men!"

After speaking, Vivian gave a blank glance at Morris and haughtily turned around to get into the car.

Standing in place, Morris’ eyebrows drew together slightly and he hung his head slightly, sweeping a

glance at the off-white shoe prints imprinted on his dark, shiny leather shoes, he couldn't help but have

his thin lips slightly hooked, a light smile rippling out from under his eyes.

The smile that came from his heart was extraordinarily seductive and provocative, but Morris hadn't

noticed that his mood had long changed with Vivian's every move.

Invariably, he seemed to give all the tenderness to this woman who was different.

He turned around and got into the car, sitting next to Vivian, and said to Trent who was sitting in the

driver's seat, "Go back to the night apartment."

"Yes, Boss."

Trent started the car and drove intently, occasionally raising his eyes to look through the rearview

mirror at the movements of the two men in the back.

Sensing something, Morris raised the middle baffle directly, isolating Trent's view.

"You broke off the engagement with her, what about the child in her womb? Grandma is so angry that

she's fainting. Is she doing okay? She must be disappointed."

Vivian leaned against the door of the car, gazing out the window at the scene speeding back, and

sighed deeply, "She should be disappointed in me."

With everything that happened today, everyone was suspecting her.

Even everyone who attended the party was talking about Vivian.

She worried and sighed, as if between them, a much heavier burden weighed on her shoulders.

"I'll take care of it, you just have to be yourself."

Morris looked sideways at her, a lingering gloom on his brow.

Vivian already had severe insomnia, and what happened today would cause her even more stress and

worsen her insomnia.

"I'm worried about my ......"

"I've sent someone over to protect your parents, nothing will ever go wrong." Morris knew what she was Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

worried about.

Things had been done in every way, but there was only one thing that made Vivian very uneasy.

Her fair cheeks were laden with confusion as she blinked those watery, glistening eyes and looked at

Morris with puzzlement, "Being so nice to me, you don't have ulterior motives, do you? Morris, I'm

telling you, don't think you're going to get me to give you a discount just because you're being nice to

me now."

"A discount?"

"Yeah, the one hundred million I saved you and the three hundred million the wedding cost, not a

penny less!"

"The wedding goes like this, aren't you responsible as the wedding company that is solely responsible

for it?"

"That ...... is not my fault, who knows how many people you usually offend. Now, your wedding is

ruined, my company is also ruined, who will work with my wedding company in the future? My company

has dozens of employees. It is over."

This was her first time starting her own business, and she took over the wedding company in order to

get a piece of the pie from Morris, staying up for days and nights just hoping that the wedding would be

foolproof, but it ended in a farce.

Her wedding company's reputation was ruined and she would never be approached to work with

anyone in the future.

It was a huge loss!

"Trent, go straight to my company."

Vivian was worried about her hard-earned wedding company.

With such a major incident, people within the company were on edge and she must go back to preside

over the situation.

When Morris didn't make a sound, Trent knew that it was his Boss's tacit approval.

He turned his car around and headed towards the wedding company.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at Vivian's company.

She said thank to Morris, "Thanks for the ride, bye~"

Morris nodded slightly, "Call me if you need anything."

"Okay."

Vivian answered and got out of the car and quickly entered the company, only for people to just walk

into the company lobby and see a few male colleagues wrestling together in the lobby.

"Oops, you guys, stop fighting."

"The boss has run away, so it's useless for you to fight."

"Yeah, yeah, it's bad luck."

"Better hurry up and contact the boss or you won't even get paid!"

"I don't think Miss Mond is that irresponsible person."

"She has run away. Naive!"

......

The employees of the company were divided into two factions, one choosed to trust Vivian; the other

felt that Vivian had run away with the money.

The two groups of people were arguing and making a lot of noise.

Vivian walked into the lobby of the company and stood there for a full minute without anyone noticing

her appearance.

She swept around, glanced at a glass teacup sitting on a table, picked it up, and dropped it with a thud

on the floor.

The glass shattered on impact, startling the crowd to all look over, which was surprised to find her back.

"Miss Mond?"

"Miss Mond, you're back at last."

"Are you okay?"

"You offended Mr. Cheal, and we thought you ran away."

"Give us our pay, I want to quit. You've offended Mr. Cheal, and we don't want to die."

"Yeah, yeah, give us our pay!"

......

Dozens of employers kept talking, making a noise

Dressed in professional attire, Vivian tied a ponytail, placing her hands inside the pockets of her suit

pants, her face slightly sunken, looking directly at them, her sharp gaze imposing.

Gradually, the voices faded until everyone was quiet.

She duly spoke up and asked, "Why don't you continue talking? Keep arguing, keep fighting."

The stern question made the room fall silent.

Vivian's anger gradually collected, "As long as I don't say the company is dissolved for one day, none

of your salaries will be missing a single cent!"

"But you offend Mr. Cheal, what should we do?"

"The bride is your sister, and you actually kidnapped her and had the child in her womb killed. How can

we trust you since you are so vicious?"

"Yeah, you are vicious."

"I don't think it's that simple."

......

Listening to their argument, Vivian wrinkled her eyebrows and looked angrily directly at the crowd, her

harsh gaze was quite intimidating, and the colleagues once again quieted down.

She spoke, "Please use your head next time you speak. Our company is solely responsible for Morris’

wedding, 300 million is enough for us to run the company for ten years, would I be an idiot to spoil

that?"

At that moment, another voice from the crowd rang out, "Whether or not you did the thing, you've

offended Mr. Cheal."

In a nutshell, it was hard to disagree.

Vivian had also worked as a grassroots employee, and knew that what they were thinking was common

and reasonable, so she said, "I can understand your feelings. If you want to resign, go to the finance

department now and get paid at three months' salary, and then you can leave."

"Miss Mond, Miss Mond, it's not good, there are suddenly a lot of reporters coming outside for an

interview."

Suddenly, one of the employees trotted in from outside and said to Vivian.