Vivian entered the cafe, looked around, and saw Issac Shaw in a ck short-sleeved shirt with light blue jeans by the window.


    He still has short, crisp hair and healthy wheat skin, although the scars on his face have taken away some of his handsomeness, but have added some mature manliness.


    There is a gangster’s temperament, distinctive handsome, still attracts attention.


    Vivian, carrying a shoulder bag, went to sit opposite him, “Are you alone?


    Issac Shaw was sitting on the card table, holding his coffee, taking a sip and looking at Vivian.


    He seemed relieved to see her again, despite the fact that it hadn’t been long since he had left.


    She was dressed in a white and red casual sportswear, tied in a high ponytail, carrying a shoulder bag, full of youthful energy, like a sunshine girl.


    It is impossible to imagine that this is the woman who is already a mother of two children.


    “Others are getting older with age, but you, on the other hand, are getting younger and younger.” Issac Shawplimented heartily.


    The mid-morning sunlight spilled in through the ss, the sunlight fell on her body, lining her skin white glowing, lips red teeth white, eyebrows like a painting, delicate cheeks even with a shallow smile have a cool temperament, noble like a woman who does not eat fire and smoke.


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    Vivian helplessly smiled, raised his hand towards the waiter and snapped his fingers, “A cup of Blue Mountain.”


    The waiter slightly jawed, “Wait a moment.”


    With that, he turned around and went to the front desk.


    Issac Shaw leaned forward slightly, dropped his arm on the table, lowered his voice and asked, “Fraser and I we ended up getting caught. What happened during that time, what happened to Anthony’s death, what happened?”


    The sudden question, Vivian’s eyelids slightly drooping, eyes a little more defensive.


    Because Anthony’s death was a matter of Morris’s safety, Vivian did not dare to talk nonsense.


    She trusts Issac Shaw, but to say so would be to betray Morris.


    “The past is in the past. Now that you and I have returned, we should forget about the matter about the Hidden Tribe.”


    Vivian did not answer his question.


    Issac Shaw locked eyes with her, and his deep, bottomless eyes were tinged with a fewplications.


    He knew that Vivian was defensive about him.


    This feeling made Issac Shaw suddenly hurt, but still smiled lightly, “Okay, listen to you. But …”


    “What’s wrong?”


    “Mike is investigating the cause of Anthony’s death. You and Morris better be a little prepared. You should know who Anthony was, and that Anthony was very close to all three of him.”


    Despite Vivian’s secrecy from him, Issac Shaw told her everything he knew, all of it.


    Without reservation.


    His words made Vivian’s heart quite ufortable.


    A pair of beautiful eyesplex nce at Issac Shaw, then look away from the window, overlooking therge L City, tall buildings, enveloped by the sun, everything prosperous and peaceful.


    A nce, she felt the beauty of the world, Naive heart but a slight pangs of pain.


    “Issac Shaw, you don’t have to tell me deliberately.” Vivian a few imperceptible faint sigh, “You have helped me a lot, owe too much, I can not afford to pay back.”


    What Issac Shaw told Vivian, Vivian naturally knew.


    But knowing it herself, and Issac Shawing to tell her on purpose, were very different situations.


    “I never intended for you to return it. Don’t you think of me as a friend in your heart?” Issac Shaw looked at the side of her face.


    Pure vegetarian face, with the beauty of a clear water hibiscus, beauty that made his mind waver.


    “Yes, we are indeed friends.”