Chapter 190 I am in Short of Money, not Men
"Think about it?"
Morris’ sexy lips curled into a warm smile.
Unexpectedly, as his words fell, Vivian fiercely stretch out a foot to viciously step on the back of his foot
and crushed it, "What a dream, I''m just short of money, not short of men!"
After speaking, Vivian gave a nk nce at Morris and haughtily turned around to get into the car.
Standing in ce, Morris’ eyebrows drew together slightly and he hung his head slightly, sweeping a
nce at the off-white shoe prints imprinted on his dark, shiny leather shoes, he couldn''t help but have
his thin lips slightly hooked, a light smile rippling out from under his eyes.
The smile that came from his heart was extraordinarily seductive and provocative, but Morris hadn''t
noticed that his mood had long changed with Vivian''s every move.
Invariably, he seemed to give all the tenderness to this woman who was different.
He turned around and got into the car, sitting next to Vivian, and said to Trent who was sitting in the
driver''s seat, "Go back to the night apartment."
"Yes, Boss."
Trent started the car and drove intently, asionally raising his eyes to look through the rearview
mirror at the movements of the two men in the back.
Sensing something, Morris raised the middle baffle directly, isting Trent''s view.
"You broke off the engagement with her, what about the child in her womb? Grandma is so angry that
she''s fainting. Is she doing okay? She must be disappointed."
Vivian leaned against the door of the car, gazing out the window at the scene speeding back, and
sighed deeply, "She should be disappointed in me."
With everything that happened today, everyone was suspecting her.
Even everyone who attended the party was talking about Vivian.
She worried and sighed, as if between them, a much heavier burden weighed on her shoulders.
"I''ll take care of it, you just have to be yourself."
Morris looked sideways at her, a lingering gloom on his brow.
Vivian already had severe insomnia, and what happened today would cause her even more stress and
worsen her insomnia.
"I''m worried about my ......"
"I''ve sent someone over to protect your parents, nothing will ever go wrong." Morris knew what she was
worried about.
Things had been done in every way, but there was only one thing that made Vivian very uneasy.
Her fair cheeks wereden with confusion as she blinked those watery, glistening eyes and looked at
Morris with puzzlement, "Being so nice to me, you don''t have ulterior motives, do you? Morris, I''m
telling you, don''t think you''re going to get me to give you a discount just because you''re being nice to
me now."
"A discount?"
"Yeah, the one hundred million I saved you and the three hundred million the wedding cost, not a
penny less!"
"The wedding goes like this, aren''t you responsible as the weddingpany that is solely responsible
for it?"
"That ...... is not my fault, who knows how many people you usually offend. Now, your wedding is
ruined, mypany is also ruined, who will work with my weddingpany in the future? Mypany
has dozens of employees. It is over."
This was her first time starting her own business, and she took over the weddingpany in order to
get a piece of the pie from Morris, staying up for days and nights just hoping that the wedding would be
foolproof, but it ended in a farce.
Her weddingpany''s reputation was ruined and she would never be approached to work with
anyone in the future.
It was a huge loss!
"Trent, go straight to mypany."
Vivian was worried about her hard-earned weddingpany.
With such a major incident, people within thepany were on edge and she must go back to preside
over the situation.
When Morris didn''t make a sound, Trent knew that it was his Boss''s tacit approval.
He turned his car around and headed towards the weddingpany.
Half an hourter, the car arrived at Vivian''spany.
She said thank to Morris, "Thanks for the ride, bye~"
Morris nodded slightly, "Call me if you need anything."
"Okay."
Vivian answered and got out of the car and quickly entered thepany, only for people to just walk
into thepany lobby and see a few male colleagues wrestling together in the lobby.
"Oops, you guys, stop fighting."
"The boss has run away, so it''s useless for you to fight."
"Yeah, yeah, it''s bad luck."
"Better hurry up and contact the boss or you won''t even get paid!"
"I don''t think Miss Mond is that irresponsible person."
"She has run away. Naive!"
......
The employees of thepany were divided into two factions, one choosed to trust Vivian; the other
felt that Vivian had run away with the money.
The two groups of people were arguing and making a lot of noise.
Vivian walked into the lobby of thepany and stood there for a full minute without anyone noticing
her appearance.
She swept around, nced at a ss teacup sitting on a table, picked it up, and dropped it with a thud
on the floor.
The ss shattered on impact, startling the crowd to all look over, which was surprised to find her back.
"Miss Mond?"
"Miss Mond, you''re back atst."
"Are you okay?"
"You offended Mr. Cheal, and we thought you ran away."
"Give us our pay, I want to quit. You''ve offended Mr. Cheal, and we don''t want to die."
"Yeah, yeah, give us our pay!"
......
Dozens of employers kept talking, making a noise
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Dressed in professional attire, Vivian tied a ponytail, cing her hands inside the pockets of her suit
pants, her face slightly sunken, looking directly at them, her sharp gaze imposing.
Gradually, the voices faded until everyone was quiet.
She duly spoke up and asked, "Why don''t you continue talking? Keep arguing, keep fighting."
The stern question made the room fall silent.
Vivian''s anger gradually collected, "As long as I don''t say thepany is dissolved for one day, none
of your sries will be missing a single cent!"
"But you offend Mr. Cheal, what should we do?"
"The bride is your sister, and you actually kidnapped her and had the child in her womb killed. How can
we trust you since you are so vicious?"
"Yeah, you are vicious."
"I don''t think it''s that simple."
......
Listening to their argument, Vivian wrinkled her eyebrows and looked angrily directly at the crowd, her
harsh gaze was quite intimidating, and the colleagues once again quieted down.
She spoke, "Please use your head next time you speak. Ourpany is solely responsible for Morris’
wedding, 300 million is enough for us to run thepany for ten years, would I be an idiot to spoil
that?"
At that moment, another voice from the crowd rang out, "Whether or not you did the thing, you''ve
offended Mr. Cheal."
In a nutshell, it was hard to disagree.
Vivian had also worked as a grassroots employee, and knew that what they were thinking wasmon
and reasonable, so she said, "I can understand your feelings. If you want to resign, go to the finance
department now and get paid at three months'' sry, and then you can leave."
"Miss Mond, Miss Mond, it''s not good, there are suddenly a lot of reportersing outside for an
interview."
Suddenly, one of the employees trotted in from outside and said to Vivian.