Larissa looked at the lively group of them and was a little envious.


    Walking up and looking at Morris and Vivian sitting on the sofa, she smiled slightly, “Brother Morris, I learned that you are still alive and came here to see you. God, it’s incredible. When I first found out that you died, haha, I cried for a long time knowing that you were ‘not there’.”


    After saying that, Larissa greeted Vivian again, “Hello sister-inw.”


    As the saying goes, ‘reach out and don’t smile,’ Morris didn’t like Larissa much, but she gave her some face, “Have a seat.”


    Vivian immediately asked, “What can I get you? Coffee or tea?”


    “Whatever you want.”


    Larissa put the gift aside and sat straight down on the sofa.


    And just then, Margarita Jones, who was on the side, surveyed her and asked with a raised eyebrow, “Master, is this your suitor?”


    She said, without waiting for Morris to speak, she smiled and said to Vivian, “Vivian, you have a bit of a love interest.”


    Vivian couldn’t help butugh, “You think too much. She likes Dixon.”


    “Wow, huh?” Margarita Jones shrugged, ” Sorry for the clumsy eyes.”


    Larissa then noticed a beautiful woman sitting next to her, as beautiful as a blooming manzanita.


    Even if she was already beautiful, butpared to her, there was a world of difference.


    “Brother Morris, is she …?” She asked Morris.


    Margarita Jones introduced herself, “My name is Margarita Jones, your Morris brother’s suitor.”


    “Oh, so.” Larissa some unbelievable, subconsciously nced at Vivian, only to see her face unchanged, very bashful look.


    Mentally, she was guilty of muttering, what is this?


    She got up and walked over to Margarita Jones and extended her hand in a friendly manner, “Sister Margarita, hello.”Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Margarita Jones looked at her outstretched hand, and then nced at Larissa, just faintly raised a good-looking eyebrow, collected her gaze, got up and walked away, “Tired, I want to go upstairs to rest.”


    For a nce at the person you do not like, Margarita Jones simply do not want to give people face.


    “Brother Morris, she … she …”


    Larissa looked for Morris usation, but the result Vivian said with a smile, “Marilyn has always been this kind of character, we are used to it.”


    The implication is that you also get used to it more often.


    Vivian went on to say, “You’re here to see Dixon, right? He’s upstairs with Sophie.”


    How could she not know the purpose of Larissa’s visit today?


    Drunkenness is not the intention.


    But since Sophie is her person, Larissa can’t be allowed to let loose here.


    “That … I haven’t seen Dixon for a long time. Can you go up and meet him?” Larissa showed a small daughter-like shyness, “I have a lot to talk to him .”


    Thepany’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. After all, we’re all ‘adults’.”


    The phrase ‘adults’ contains too much information.


    Everyone in the living room understood Vivian’s meaning, so naturally they didn’t say anything more.


    Morris was holding Yilia in her arms, bottle in her hand, feeding the little one form. Looking up, he said to Larissa: “You can’t force yourself in matters of affection.”


    The atmosphere, at this moment, became awkward and stagnant.


    Larissa felt that Vivian and Morris were protecting Sophie and deliberately targeting her.


    She was aggrieved and looked at Arlo Marsh and Danny with resentment.


    Arlo Marsh got up leisurely, “I’m going out for a smoke.” And Danny had to speak up to appease her, “When Dixon has timeter, you can have a good chat.”