“Yara gave birthst night at the Westward Children’s Hospital. The baby, six pounds and nine taels, is a boy.”


    Mike reported the child’s information directly.


    Obviously, everything has been under Mike’s control for a long time.


    Vivian suddenly felt that if Yara wanted to leave L City this time, it would not be that easy.


    After he finished, he turned his head to look at Vivian, “It was the little girl who sent Yara to the hospital, don’t you think so, little girl?”


    Mike asked Yara.


    The moment before, Vivian said Yara went abroad, at this moment Mike’s words are undoubtedly hitting Vivian’s face.


    Vivian held her chopsticks and took a piece of green vegetables, chewing slowly and pretending to be calm.


    She wanted to avoid the subject.


    Madame Cheal looked at her with a meaningful look, a seriousness rarely seen on a face full of vicissitudes, “Is that so?”


    Not even “Vivian”, directly questioned.


    Sensing Madame Cheal’s authority, Vivian did not dare to hide, nodding her head and admitting, “Yes.”


    Mike can sit here today to talk to Madame Cheal about this matter, must have done aplete preparation.


    Even if she didn’t, Mike could stille up with a bunch of evidence to say so.


    Why should she deny it?


    As Vivian nodded her head and admitted the matter, Vivian was keenly aware of Madame Cheal’s slight frown and nced at Morris, “Morris, this, you know about it too?”


    “Hmm.”


    Morris still bowed his head to eat, breezy posture, as if the three people said things have nothing to do with him.


    This kind of calmness, not everyone can do.


    Like Mike next to him.


    When he said what he thought was very important, he thought Morris would be furious, but he did not have any reaction.


    In Mike’s opinion, he was just ying hard to get.


    Obviously panic inside, but still want to maintain the performance of calm.


    Unbeknownst to him, Morris really didn’t take the matter seriously.


    Madame Cheal opened her mouth and seemed to say something else, but when she saw that Morris was eating, she said, “Eat first.”


    “Yes, Mother.”


    Madame Cheal gave the word, and Mike naturally obeyed.


    However, he still could not hold back his heart’s smugness, his lips hooked a smile at the corners, and smiled at Morris.


    Naive, that cold man did not even begrudge him a look.


    The four of them dined, very quietly, only the chopsticks hitting the porcin bowl made a crisp sound.


    After the meal, Madame Cheal put down her chopsticks and drew out a tissue to wipe her mouth before saying to Mike, “Mike,e over here with me.”


    “Yes, Mother.”


    Mike nodded, got up and walked around Vivian to Madame Cheal and helped her out of the restaurant with great ttery.


    For a moment, Morris and Vivian were the only ones left at the table.


    Vivian retracted his gaze on the departing duo and looked at Morris, only to see him ying with his cell phone with a breezy and rxed look.


    “Yara’s matter is about the Eonothem Group heir, this matter, howe you haven’t told me about it?”


    This matter, Morris did not tell her, really let her very passive.


    And the most passive one should be Morris herself.


    The man closed the phone screen, eyelids slightly raised, a pair of charming long narrow phoenix eyes to meet Vivian’s eyes, “What is the use of telling you, you will let Yara remove the child? Or can you stop Mike?”


    She couldn’t do either of those things.


    So, there was no need to tell her these things.


    Two questions that left Vivian speechless, not knowing how to retort.


    She frowned, clutching the tissue she had just wiped her mouth with, inexplicably irritated.


    What was the meaning of this, asshole man?


    “Morris, even though we broke up, I’m talking to you as Madame Cheal’s goddaughter. Can you not talk in a shady way?”


    She was in a bad mood and disliked Morris directly.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    The man raised an eyebrow, “Mike is still my Mike, and I treat him the same way. You’ll have to learn to get used to it.”


    When he spoke, he spoke at a calm pace, making it impossible to guess his emotions.


    But it is this light-hearted state, as if those intimate rtions between the two had never happened before, could not help but make Vivian’s heart a sudden contraction like pain.


    “You …”


    Vivian can’t help but be annoyed, “Yes, I can’t do either of the two choices you mentioned. But did you tell me earlier so that I could prepare Yara mentally?”


    “Sorry, I’m not obliged to do that.”


    Facing the beloved woman, Morris’ every word was harsh with derision.


    Although it was unbearable, Morris had topletely clear his rtionship with Vivian, only then could he silently do more for her.


    In the three months since the breakup, Morris has asked himself countless times in the darkness of the darkness: Is it really worth doing so much for Vivian?


    Could she have started a new rtionship while giving in silence?


    Or, will she hate herself for life because of it?


    These questions have been bothering Morris for a long time, but he is such a persistent nature.


    Once he decides to do something, he won’t look back.


    “Yes, that’s right.”


    Vivian nodded, her red lips pulled out a sarcastic smile, “Morris, count on you.”


    She angrily pped the paper napkin in her hand on the dining table and left in anger.


    Morris sat in his chair, he didn’t even dare to look at the little woman’s angry and lost back.


    He was afraid that if he looked, Mike’s spies in the old house would see him; he was afraid that if he looked, he would run over and take the angry little woman into his arms and soothe and coddle her tenderly.


    Vivian crossed the cobblestone path and went to the small pond, sat in the gazebo by the pond, let out a long sigh of exasperation and grabbed the leaves of the green nt that was growing thickly to the front of the gazebo railing, “Bastard!”


    She cursed, and suddenly thought of something important, so she immediately called Yara.


    The phone rang a few times and Yara answered, “What’s up, Vivian?”


    “Yara, Mike already knows you have a baby. He wants to use your baby topete for the position of heir to The Cheal familyEonothem Group. You’d better be prepared, because … Mike will definitely not let the little one go.”


    Vivian briefly and concisely told Yara the situation.


    On the other end of the phone, Yara was silent.


    “Hello? Yara, do you hear me?” Hearing no movement on the other end, Vivian shouted worriedly.


    “Listen … heard. Don’t worry, my son, is dead, I will not let Mike take him away.”


    The other side returned with a decisive voice.


    “Then you … beep beep beep …”


    Without waiting for Vivian to speak once more, Yara hung up the phone directly.


    Vivian retrieved her phone, leaned on the railing and let out a long sigh.


    She had fallen out with Morris, and she didn’t even want to ask Morris about Yara in the future.


    Although Vivian also does not want to bow down in front of that bastard, but Mike’s power can not be underestimated, not she can deal with it.