She walked around Vivian and went to Morris’s side, reaching out intimately to put her arm around him.


    As a result, the man directly drew back his arm, “Marilyn young master, self-respect.”


    After saying that, he pulled Vivian and made her stand between him and Marilyn.


    For Morris’ rejection, Vivian’s face swirled with a heartfelt smile.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    “What are you smiling at?”


    Marilyn’s small face sank, “Does it make you feel good to see me rejected by your husband?”


    She doesn’t like to hide, and will say whatever she has to say to her face.


    Vivian shrugged, “Probably because I was there. How about I go first and leave you two some privacy?”


    “Gee whiz, this young master doesn’t care for your charity.”


    She raised her hand and smoothly took Vivian’s arm, “Even if I like your man, this young master will snatch him up with my personal charm.”


    “Well, I appreciate young master Marilyn’s confidence.”


    It’s strange to say the least.


    Facing a love rival, Vivian should have been very repulsed by Marilyn, but she couldn’t hate this kind of quick and straightforward person.


    She had to admit that Marilyn still had a charismatic personality.


    “I thank you for that. You just tell your husband not to be as hard on me as he was on Anthony.”


    Marilyn said in one word.


    Vivian inclined her head to look at Morris beside her, and the couple looked at each other and smiled.


    “There’s really no hiding anything from you.” She said.


    “That’s. If this young master is going to be that stupid, how can he still be the hidden master in the future?”


    “You’re going to be the Hidden Lord, and you’re still so close to me, aren’t you afraid that I’ll take the opportunity to make a move on you?”


    “If you wanted to do it, you would have done it already, why would you wait until now.” Marilyn smiled like a flower, “You think this young master like you couple is why? Just because you two are good looking?”


    “What’s that?” Vivian was curious.


    Marilyn gave her a nk look, “Of course it’s because you guys still have some charisma.”


    “Heh heh, Marilyn young master praised you.”


    Vivian was amused.


    The three of them walked through the front yard and were led by the servants to the back yard, where they met Anthony in the back hall.


    Anthony was still dressed in a silvery gray suit, but his left hand was wrapped in gauze and he had lost the palm of his left hand.


    He sat in the right seat, looked at the Baron n in the living room, and coldly snorted, “I came to your Hidden n, you promised my safety, now is it time to give me an exnation?”


    Deborah Baron, Martin, Myron, Fraser and all the others were present.


    Except, of course, Antina and Issac.


    “Prince Anthony, you said the murderer who killed you is Issac, and we have caught the person for you. What do you want to do with it?”


    Anthony still had the iron brace beside him, hanging from the drape, his face as pale as paper, obviously badly injured, and had only been awake for a short time.


    “Where’s Issac? Bring her to me …”


    He was halfway through a sentence when he saw Marilyn, Vivian, and ‘Carl’ walking in from outside.


    “Prince Anthony, is everything okay?”


    Marilyn let go of Vivian and stepped forward with a gesture of concern, “When I heard you were injured, I rushed over without stopping. I’m so sorry to have frightened you.”


    The two Vivian’s stood aside, not speaking.


    The injured Anthony only felt a strange shame, listening to Marilyn’s words, just nced at her, his gaze finally fell on Vivian’s body.


    Sharp eyes, gritted teeth of hatred, but because of some despicable things make him difficult to say.


    “Where’s Issac? Bring him here, bring him here!!!”


    After being wounded, Anthony bled profusely and fainted from the pain.