“Anthony and Mike are both very suspicious and have their eyes on you, both explicitly and implicitly. If you really want to help that Morris kid, make sure you keep your distance from him.”
Houghton said this to keep the two of them from making up.
Once they made up, the repercussions for Vivian would be immense.
And that was a reasonable thing to say.
Vivian looked down in thought for a long time before she nodded, “Yes, Anthony and Mike are two people to watch out for.”
It was no wonder that Morris had said such harsh things when Lisa hade down to her t that day, and had literally cut her career short afterwards.
It turned out that what appeared to be a crackdown on her was in fact a protection, a show for Mike.
“Do you mean that Morris … and I can’t be in touch privately?” She missed Morris.
There hadn’t been a moment since she was a little girl when she’d missed someone as madly as she did now.
“What do you think?”
Houghton raised his hand and poked Vivian hard in the side of the head, “But any private contact you have with Morris that Anthony and the others find out about, it’s all for naught. If they kidnap your parents, or kidnap you, or set me up, whoever it is will be a liability. It will only hold that Morris kid back.”
“But …”
Vivian tried to say something else, only for Houghton to nce at her, “There’s no buts. If you really want to be with him, this year and a half is a test. If you’re still together in a year and a half, I’m all for it.”
“A year and a half? It’s been over three months since I broke up with him.”
“Isn’t that a year and three months away?”
“Oh.”
“Oh what? Train hard. You’re not fit enough to be Morris’s right-hand man!”
Houghton’s words hit the nail on the head, and they also fired up Vivian’s motivation.
After today, she began to train with a frenzy of self-abuse and intensity.
Because she wanted to be by Morris’s side and be able to carry his load, not be a burden.
After her morning training session, Vivian had her breakfast, changed her clothes and was about to leave the house when she suddenly remembered that she no longer worked for FUN Media Company.
She walked to the door and turned back, found a ck professional dress in her wardrobe and changed into it, tied a high ponytail and paired it with ck high heels.
As she was going to work at the car shop, Vivian couldn’t afford to drive her own car and look too ostentatious, so she took a taxi.
On the way, she sat in the taxi, looking out of the window at the zing sun, the corners of her lips involuntarily curled into a warm smile.
Morris, indeed, had not betrayed her.
It was a blessing in her life to meet a man who suddenly took care of her.
Twenty minutes or soter, she arrived at the car shop.
Vivian arrived at the 4S shop and went to see Harvey, the manager.
She was sitting in his office when Harvey saw Vivian, dressed in a ck pinched-waist suit, high-waisted trousers and a high ponytail, but with light make-up, she was more beautiful than ever, with an air of royalty.
She was beautiful.
When Harvey saw her, his eyes lit up and he felt like he had a little bug in his heart, making him scratch his liver to get closer to this woman.
“Manager Harvey? Manager Harvey?”
Vivian stood in the doorway of the office and greeted Harvey’s manager, only to have his lustful eyes fixed on her without blinking.
She had no choice but to reach out and knock on the door, which pulled Harvey’s thoughts back.
“Oh, Vivian. Here you are? Come,e, fill out the intake form first.”
Harvey learnt about Vivian’s situation and, although he didn’t have to butter her up, he felt that the chances were better knowing that she was now a down-and-out Cindere.
He was ying his little game in his mind.
Harvey found an application form from the folder and handed it to Vivian.
“Okay, Manager Harvey.”
Vivian reached out to take the application form, but Harvey touched a small hand, taking advantage of the opportunity to mooch.
He caressed Vivian’s hand and when he looked up, he met her eyes.
As they looked at each other, Vivian had an innocent smile on her face, as if she was aware that she was being molested but didn’t refuse, which made Harvey’s heart burst with joy.
As the saying goes, a phoenix in distress is better than a chicken.
It seemed that Vivian was easy to handle.
“Vivian, you’re new to the shop, you don’t know anything, but if there’s anything you don’t know, you shoulde to me.”
He stood behind Vivian, his salty hand on Vivian’s back, very unfaithful.
Vivian knew what she was getting into, and as long as Harvey didn’t take it too far, she could put up with it in order not to get herself into trouble.
But if it really came down to it, she and Harvey, after all, one of them was going to be in hospital.
Who goes into hospital, of course, can be imagined.
She quickly filled out the entry form and handed it to Harvey, “Manager Harvey, the form is formplete.”
“Oh oh, good good. All right, you can go down to work.”
Harvey found a male salesman to take Vivian through the sales process of the shop.
The male salesman, Sean, was a tall, sunny boy with fair skin and a bad case of e, which detracted from his looks.
Sean was kind, positive and optimistic, and was very enthusiastic as he walked Vivian through the rules of the shop.
As Vivian was visiting the cars around, she heard a couple of salesmen off to the sidee over …N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.
“Yo, pimples, very enthusiastic about pretty girls.”
“That woman looks like she’s no slouch, you be careful.”
“Hmph, vixen. It’s her first day in the shop and she’s already hooking up with someone.”
“This kind of woman is not serious at first nce.”
…
The men are always extra fawning over the beautiful women; the women, for the most part, seem to have an innate hostility towards the beautiful women.
Whether there was a conflict of interest or a conflict of words, there was an inexplicable distaste for that kind of pretty woman.
Listening to their harsh words, Vivian didn’t care.
She was used to all sorts of scenes, and was not at all hurt by such things.
He thought Sean was cute, because he was called “Pimple” because of his pimple-ridden face, and he didn’t find the nickname offensive at all.
After a morning of familiarising himself with the shop’s procedures, Vivian’s phone rang at the end of the day.
“Hello, manager?”
“No need to eat out at lunch, I’ve booked a meal, let’s eat together.”
“That, Manager Harvey, I … beep beep beep …”
Before Vivian could finish her sentence, the phone hung up.
And just then, a few customers came to the shop, as Vivian was standing at the door, and immediately greeted them, “Good morning, a few of you are choosing …”
“Oh my, isn’t this Vivian?” Behind a few people, one person suddenly walked out and stood in front of Vivian.
Only then did Vivian see that the woman was actually Mera!
It was really an injustice.