Vivian leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh, “It’s a long story …”


    Some things really can’t be said in a few words, Vivian’s face was written with helplessness.


    “Then it’s a long story.” Stefan Bell leaned against the dressing table, arms around his chest, looking down at her.


    “Know Antina?”


    “Antina? That’s … Frank’s daughter?”


    Stefan Bell’s heartstrings tightened and his heart grew a little more worried.


    Vivian nodded, “Hmm.”


    The answer, Stefan Bell instead fell into a long pensive, and Vivian four eyes look at each other, pulled the lips, actually some dumb speech.


    Seeing his mute silence, Vivian hooked her red lips in a helpless manner, “Are you asking me why I offended Antina?”


    She asked herself and said, “Antina’s husband’s name is Issac Shaw.”


    In a few short and concise words, Stefan Bell nodded his head in a second, “So that’s it.”


    Issac Shaw and Vivian two things, Stefan Bell naturally also know.


    He just didn’t think that just because Issac Shaw liked Vivian, it would cause such a big thing.


    Stefan Bell was silent.


    He reached out and scratched his hair, dragged a chair to sit down in annoyance, “This matter, some tricky.” After saying that, he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and sat down to smoke it silently.


    “If Antina hade at me alone, I would not have been afraid. But she’s getting back at Morris now, and it’s a pain in the ass.”


    Vivian propped his elbows on the armrests of the seat, resting his forehead, irritated for no reason.


    “Didn’t you and Morris announce your divorce to the public, so why is she still making things difficult for Morris?” said Stefan Bell, who was puzzled.


    “She said that because I have two children with him, meaning that as long as Morris is down, the two children will not be good either.”


    “This is going to screw your family?” Stefan Bell’s eyebrows knitted together, “This woman is really sick, too.”


    He flicked his cigarette at the trash can, raised his hand to tug at the cor of his knitted sweater, and asked, “Does he know?”


    The ‘he’ in his mouth is Morris, of course.


    Vivian looked at himself in the make-up mirror, his expression was a bit despondent, “Antina attacked hispany, he naturally knew. But did not know that Antina sent people to kill me. With his character, if he knew, he would only inspire conflict.”


    This is the real reason why Vivian killed those four people in the warehouse that day.


    “Vivian, Vivian, you’ve yed a big game this time.”


    Stefan Bell crossed his legs, his hand on hisp, his fingers tapping a little, “offend who is not good, but offended the daughter of the mafia boss, I am afraid that the gods can not save you.”


    “Since you can’t save …” Vivian looked at him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, “when my funeral, remember to make it grand for me, let me die in style. It’s not a waste of this life.”


    She teased.


    “That’s a good mindset.” Stefan Bell shook his head again, sad and sighing.


    The two sat together talking for a long time again before Stefan Bell went to Director Johnny in due course and Vivian went on with her make-up.


    The makeup artist, Kayleigh, became more and more gentle with Vivian after learning about their rtionship.


    Vivian then realized that Kayleigh was Stefan Bell’s little fan girl.


    Here, she was putting on makeup in the dressing room when someone suddenly knocked on the door and walked in.


    Because Vivian was putting on her makeup, she could not look back, she could only see the other party from the makeup mirror after the person approached, and it turned out to be … Mera.N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.