Chapter 17


    Vivianna hugged him tightly. Only God knew how frightened she was just now. Linda sighed as she


    stood beside them. "It''s not easy to raise a child alone. Zeph, look at your mommy. She was so


    scared that she almost called the police. Don''t simply leave and run around the next time."


    "I''m sorry, mommy. I''m sorry. I won''t run around again." Zephaniah was also frightened. He didn''t


    expect that mommy would be so worried.


    Linda stepped forward and patted Vivianna gently. "Alright, you can rx now. The child is back."


    Vivianna was still traumatized, and she needed a few seconds to recover. Then, she stretched out


    her hand to push the little guy out from her embrace and she looked at him in a stern manner.


    "Where have you been?" she questioned him.


    "Mommy, I... I didn''t go anywhere! I only went to have a look at that building opposite!" After saying


    that, he pointed to the majestic pyramid-shaped building.


    Vivianna was scared out of her wits. She scolded him, "How can you run so far away? There are so


    many cars and people on the streets. What if someone kidnaps you?"


    Although the little guy had his reasons, he didn''t dare to tell her, out of fear that his mommy would


    be angry again. He raised his little hand and promised her, "I won''t go again in the future, Mommy."


    Vivianna sighed, but she still held him tightly in her arms again. He was more precious to her than


    her own life. If she hit him or scolded him, her heart would hurt even more.


    This false rm caused Vivianna''s heart to palpitate, as she felt a sense of fear and dread for the


    next few hours.


    She banned him from going anywhere. She asked the little guy to draw, write and most importantly,


    remain in her office. The little guy was obedient and he drew something quietly in her office. He had


    probably inherited his mother''s talent. His drawings were excellent for such a young age.


    Vivianna had many old drafts that were not used previously, and her designs were crafted with


    profound meaning. Therefore, she chose a few of them and modified them, perfecting them into


    proper designs. That night, she handed these designs over to Linda.


    Linda was very satisfied with them. Now, she had to wait for Jessamyn''s inspection.


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    In the evening, Vivianna returned home with her son, and she lectured him again. The little guy felt


    aggrieved, but he did not dare to tell her the truth.


    Vivianna could not bear to reprimand him so harshly. After saying a few stern words, she cooked


    pasta for him to eat. After dinner, the little guy fell asleep in her arms.


    Vivianna brought him to bed and covered him with the quilt. Looking at this pinkish and adorable


    face, she was absolutely contented.


    When she returned to the living room, she didn''t feel sleepy at all. She sat on the sofa and she


    thought about her design drafts. Maybe Jessamyn would simply use an excuse to make things


    difficult for her.


    In fact, no matter how perfect her design was, Jessamyn could still find many excuses if she was


    not satisfied. Perhaps her purpose was to make her lose this job.


    Vivianna was a little distressed. She couldn''t lose her current job as she still had a son to raise.


    Although she had some savings from the past two years, it was far from enough. She wanted to


    provide her son with afortable life.


    In the hospital.


    In the afternoon, Assistant Yallop had sent the strands of hair to the hospital. There was an urgent


    matter to tend to, and she returned to thepany to settle it.


    When she was about to go to the hospital to collect the report, she was told that the doctor had got


    off work, and the report was locked in the room.


    She had no choice but to pick it up early the next morning.


    Early in the morning.


    Vivianna woke up on time. When she woke up, she brushed her teeth quickly, washed her face and


    made breakfast for her son. In the past few years, her culinary skills had improved greatly. In order


    to prepare nutritious meals for her son, she had also participated in some training courses abroad.


    She learned a lot from these courses.


    Zephaniah also got up on his own. He dressed up, washed his face, and brushed his teeth. There


    was no need for Vivianna to worry about him.


    "Wow, mommy, it smells so good!" Zephaniah eximed.


    "Then we''ll finish all of the food. Don''t waste anything." Vivianna kissed his hair with a smile.