Vivian racked her brains to convince Houghton.
She knew clearly that a whole night had passed, and there was no way Houghton could not find Morris.
The people who had arranged to go out hadn’t heard anything, so it was probably because Houghton had deliberately taken precautions to avoid her people’s tracking.
She got up, went aside to pour two cups of hot tea, turned back and handed it to Houghton, “Master, you think about what I just said. I’ll wait for you to consider it.”
After saying that, she sat quietly, holding the tea and slowly sipping it.
Suddenly, she thought of something and said at once: “This restaurant is Morris’s, he can open a restaurant in your hidden tribe in such a short time, the strength can be imagined. And the tea sold in the restaurant, half is your local mountain tea, half is our L City’s tea. But even so, under his marketing, the high-priced L City tea sold much more than your local tea. The same is true for wine.”
“What are you trying to say?” Houghton, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
Vivian smiled, “I want to say that Morris was supposed to be a big help for you to reim the position of the Hidden Lord, but you see him as an enemy, aren’t you asking for trouble?”
She said, blew the tea froth in her cup, and took a sip of tea.
Houghton yed a game inside, thinking about Vivian’s words and weighing the pros and cons.
Smoking arge cigarette stick, nose puffing out a faint cigarette, and then smoothly pick up the tea and take a sip, and put it down.
Eventually, he shook his head, “I really haven’t found Morris’s whereabouts.”
Vivian was the one he watched grow up.
She was tricky and clever, a smart person.
Since she could guess her tactics but still say it to her face, it means she must have left a backhand.
Houghton didn’t dare to trust Vivian easily.
“Oh.”
Vivian took a sip of tea and nodded fervently, “You really didn’t find it? No, forget it.”
She put her teacup on the table and raised her hand to prop her chin on the tabletop, “Actually, you never understood that you’re not the only partner I have.”
“What do you mean?”
Houghton’s whitened eyebrows furrowed, and a sh of rm grew under his eyes.
“Literally, of course.”
Vivian red lips pulled out a sneer, “I can patiently talk with you here so much because you are my master. However, I gave you the opportunity, but you did not cherish it. So, this is the end of our cooperation.”
“What do you want?”
Houghton red angrily and seemed to have thought of something.
“I believe that I am also valuable to her. One me, for one Morris. guess, Deborah Baron will agree?”
Vivian had no choice but to make a break for it.
However, after saying that, Houghton’s whole face was gloomy and angry, pping the table in anger, “How dare you!”
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“Then you also have to see if you have the ability to leave from here.”
“Do you?” Vivianughed, “Master, you are not the only one in this world who is tricky.”
The deliberate provocation made Houghton blow his beard and re, his forehead bruised.
He suddenly stood up, but suddenly felt weak, and fell back violently, sitting helplessly on the chair.
“You, what did you do to me?”
Houghton questioned Vivian, his eyes nced at the cup of tea on the table, and suddenly understood what was going on.
Sure enough, he had still underestimated her.
Vivian was sitting on a cloud, raising her eyes to the cup of tea in front of Houghton, “Nothing, just added some ingredients.”