Billionaire’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 90

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Although she had made up her mind, Vivian still couldn’t keep cool. Since the dishes. were served, she

had been staring at the steak in front of her and slowly cutting it into small pieces with a knife and fork.

By contrast, the two men were much more casual.

“Mr. Larson, I haven’t had time to thank you for your help before. You were right. After the adjustment

according to your formula, it’s exactly the same as before. Now the factory has been put into normal

production and operation. Although the delivery time was delayed for a few days, at least there’s still

time to make up for it, and the customer also expressed understanding. These are all your credits, and

I really want to thank you.” Julian raised his glass and thanked Mike sincerely.

Mike smiled faintly and replied, “It’s no big deal.”

He also raised his glass. The sound of the glass bumping gently made Vivian sit upright suddenly.

“What’s wrong?” Keenly aware of her reaction, Julian immediately put down the glass and asked with

concern.

She shook her head and answered with a smile, “Nothing. I’m just a little tired. It’s okay. Keep chatting.”

“You need to have a good rest.” He glanced at the plate in front of her and continued, “Stop cutting it.

Eat some. Come on!”

Julian forked a small piece of steak to Vivian’s lips but she hesitated.

In the past, she would’ve eaten it without hesitation. But now… With a glance out of the corner of her

eyes, she could see Mike was staring at them. And to be exact, he was staring at her.

He was smiling, but his smile somehow made her a little creepy.

“It’s okay, Julian. I’ll just eat it myself.” She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Julian insisted and

said, “Open your mouth!”

She had no choice but to open her mouth and eat the small piece of steak.

Julian kept feeding Vivian and she could only continue to eat. After eating more than half of the steak,

she couldn’t eat it anymore and shook her head, saying, “No, I can’t take it anymore…”

She felt a burst of nausea. And regardless of anything else, she covered her mouth and

ran quickly towards the bathroom.

“Sorry about that.” Withdrawing his gaze, Julian looked at Mike and said with a smile, “Please don’t

blame Vivi for that… She’s pregnant.”

Mike raised his eyebrows and looked at Julian sitting in front of him. There was uncontrollable

complacency on Julian’s face as if he were a winner.

Mike smiled as well and raised his glass to Julian, saying, “Really? That’s really a… Good

news!”

Seeing Mike’s calmness, Julian was a little surprised.

Julian had always felt that Mike was coveting Vivian. But today, he deliberately declared that she was

his, pointed out his relationship with her, and deliberately told Mike that she was pregnant, but Mike

didn’t seem unhappy at all and didn’t even have the slightest emotional fluctuation. Julian even felt that Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Mike was really happy for them.

Julian thought, ‘Was I being paranoid before? Perhaps things aren’t what I imagined at all? Mike is

famous, powerful, and wealthy. He must’ve dated many beautiful women. Besides, Mom introduced

him to me and he must be a good friend of hers. How could he covet my girlfriend? Maybe I was really

being petty!

Thinking of this, Julian suddenly let it go. He smiled frankly at Mike and picked up his glass, saying,

“Thank you!” Then he raised his head and emptied the glass.

Mike smiled meaningfully, and some calculation flashed through his eyes behind his gold-rimmed

glasses.

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“By the way, how long will you stay here, Mr. Larson? Do you any intention to develop your business

here?” Now that he had eliminated the doubt in his heart, Julian became serious and wanted to ally

with Mike.

“I haven’t decided yet.” He refilled the glass, shaking it and staring at the gleaming color of the wine.

“Are you saying you’ll still consider developing your business here, right?” Julian deliberately

misinterpreted what Mike meant and continued, “If so, I wonder which domestic company is to your

liking? If possible, would you consider joining our Prosperian Company?”

Mike raised his eyes and glanced at Julian. A smile lifted the corner of Mike’s mouth and he sneered in

his heart.

He thought, ‘Isn’t he aware of how cra ppy his small company is? How dare he ask me to join him?’

“Oh?” Raising his eyebrows, Mike asked, “Mr. Brown, how much salary do you plan to offer me?”

Julian wasn’t stu pid and he could sense Mike’s sarcasm, but he wasn’t annoyed. Prosperian Company

wasn’t that big a company, so it was naturally inferior to those large companies and had its own

shortcomings.

However, now that he could sit here and talk with Mike like friends, he was naturally confident in

bargaining.

“Of course, our Prosperian Company doesn’t have that many resources and may not be able to offer

you that much salary compared to large companies.”

“In that case, what makes you think I will choose you?” Holding the glass with his fingers, Mike acted

like he was teasing his cat at home casually. His eyes were wandering and didn’t focus on Julian at all.

“Although the salary may be a little less than that of other companies, in other aspects, I guarantee it’ll

definitely be incomparable to other companies. You were introduced by Mrs. Barker and had helped us

before. We should be considered friends now, right? If you have any conditions, please feel free to

mention them. I’ll try my best to meet them. In addition, you don’t need to listen to anyone in the

company except me. I’ll give you absolute freedom and room for development, which is definitely

unmatched by other companies.”

After a pause, Julian continued to say confidently, “And I believe that with your current status and

identity, you don’t pay much attention to salary. What you value more is your personal development

space and prospects, which I can provide for you!”

Julian talked eloquently and felt that the terms he gave were definitely favorable enough. No company

would be able to offer Mike so many privileges.

Julian looked at Mike with great confidence. Mike stopped playing with his glass, stabilized the glass on

the table, and looked up at Julian, saying, “But you’re wrong!” Julian was confused.

Mike continued, “First of all, I don’t care about anything else but money! Salary is definitely the most

important reason for me to choose my job. I work as a perfumer just to make money. Isn’t money also

the reason why you started a business, Mr. Brown?” Mike’s words made Julian embarrassed and feel

choked.

“Secondly,” Mike added, “for so many years, no matter which company I work for, free. creative space

is a prerequisite, I don’t understand why you would take this as an

advantage to negotiate with me.”

Julian was quite at a loss to reply.