Morris put down the contract, got up and walked to sit beside Vivian, raised his hand and took her into his arms, rested his chin on her head and let out a long sigh, “The dust has settled, we can finally go back.”


    The little woman leaned on his chest, smiled heartily, and slowly closed her eyes, “Yes, finally we can go back to L City. Then first take Sophie to the stic surgery hospital, after finalizing her stic surgery n, let’s take the baby to visit my parents, let’s have a family reunion.”


    “Okay, whatever you say.”


    Morris leaned over and ced a kiss on her lips.


    Half a monthter.


    They finally arrived in Country C.


    When they arrived in C, the news was all over the ce, “Prince Anthony fell into the sea and drowned on a sea trip a few days ago”, “Prince Anthony dived in the sea and was unfortunately torn to death by a shark”, “Prince Anthony fell into the sea and was unfortunately hit by a propeller and died” …


    Most of the news are eye-catching headlines such as these.


    And the news content said that the crowd witnessed Anthony fell into the sea and died and was eaten by a shark; or was hit by a propeller, attracting sharks, and finally failed to retrieve the whole body.


    The king of C was distressed, but by bringing back part of the tissue to determine that the person was indeed Anthony, a funeral was held for him.


    Vivian and others knew this well, but the matter would be a secret, sealed forever.


    It’s just that Martin Baron was so clean and unobtrusive, and knew to have someone he trusted on the ship bring back a piece of human tissue to the king, something Morris really didn’t expect.


    After reading the news, he couldn’t help but praise Martin Baron’s cleverness.


    Because of the arrival in C country has been night, the people directly on Morris’s luxury private ne overnight flight back to L City.


    The interior of the private jet was luxuriously decorated, carefully designed and crafted everywhere, full of technology.


    A few people were sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, and the maid came up with a bottle of Romanee Conti, which had been woken up, and poured the wine for them.


    The five-star Michelin chef prepared an exquisite Western meal in the back kitchen, which was brought up one after another by the waiters.


    Marilyn Baron is still in a sultry red dress with long hair, her legs folded, revealing straight, slender and white legs, leaningzily on the sofa, tasting a mouthful of Romanee Conti and licking her lips, “Tastes good, good wine.”


    “Taste that.” Vivian pointed to the steak in front of her, “Sirloin steak, it tastes especially good.”


    “Good.”


    Marilyn Baron smiled brightly and took her knife and fork, unable to help but frown, “Ugh, this is so troublesome to use na.”


    There was no Western food in the Cain tribe, and she was crazy awkward to eat Western food with a knife and fork.


    “Just get used to it.”


    Morris said to Marilyn Baron as she cut her steak with a knife and fork.N?velDrama.Org owns all content.


    Marilyn Baron raised an eyebrow at the steak on the te in front of him, “So, you cut that for me?”


    The man snorted lightly, “Dream on.”


    With that, he ced the cubed steak in front of Vivian, incidentally cing the steak in front of Vivian in front of himself, and said softly, “Eat.”


    He looked at Vivian with a soft and affectionate gaze.


    Marilyn Baron shook his head, “And what western food, dog food are eating to hold up.”


    Vivian and Morris both looked at each other andughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became lighter.


    Suddenly, Vivian said to the maid on the side, “Have you prepared for Dixon and Sophie? Sophie likes dessert very much, remember to prepare some mousse cake, duriansagna and tiramisu for her.”