My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 234 Being Called a Parasite

"You don’t want to be a princess?"

Vivian inexplicably admired Yara.

A woman whose heart was not set on money and power was rare indeed.

"What's so great about the Princess? It's not a life as easy as I'm living now. Besides, Anthony is not a

good person." The mention of Anthony made Yara's mood bad.

With a wave of her hand, "Forget about him. Anyway, I don't care, you have to buy me dinner today

since I have lost my order."

"That's for sure, of course."

Vivian nodded her head in agreement.

A smile rippled across her bright cheeks, just gazing at Yara with a somewhat deeper gaze.

Was she really credible?

After going through so many things, Vivian didn't dare to trust anyone easily.

Once, she had believed in Issac, and ended up being greatly disappointed in him.

The waiter served the meal and the two sat down to eat and talk.

Yara asked Vivian while cutting the filet mignon, "How is your company now? Do you want me to

introduce you to a few deals?"

"It's dismal, I will just take time."

"I've got a few people getting married at my company and I'll refer them to you later."

"Being so nice to me?"

Vivian thought to herself that the relationship between her and Yara wasn't good enough for Yara to

fight to the death to save her, nor was it good enough for Yara to take the initiative to introduce her to

business.

With a normal person's mental reaction, she had just ruined her cooperation with Phu Yen, so Yara

should be bursting with rage.

But instead of getting angry, she patiently tried to explain.

Vivian forked a piece of steak and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it while looking down in deep

thought.

Was she too suspicious, or was there really something wrong with Yara?

It was unknown at the moment, she could only take her time and observe.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? You're now Madame Cheal's god granddaughter, I have to be on your

side, otherwise, if Mr. Morris and Yoyo Makeup cancel their cooperation, I will suffer great lose."

"Makes a lot of sense."

The two ate and talked, and after the meal, they each went their separate ways.

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After a few days, the wedding company gradually had clients coming in.

And within a month, the company's business gradually stepped up, even the planning team has not

enough people, so Vivian recruited more employees.

The company's efficiency was gradually turning better, and although it was directly related to the

operation, it was easy to tell from the words of the customers that most of them were coming for the

identity of Vivian as the god granddaughter of Madame Cheal.

To put it bluntly, it was because she had this identity that she could make this performance.

This feeling, instead of being very good, made Vivian extremely frustrated.

The reason why she was willing to be Madame Cheal's god granddaughter was because with the Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Cheal family backing her up, no one dared to lay hands on her, not even on her adoptive parents.

She was already despicably taking advantage of the power of the Cheal family, and the fact that she

now had to dip into the Cheal family to even earn money made her feel uneasy, guilty, and inexplicably

annoyed.

It was as if, all the things she had learned in her years of study were not coming in handy, like a waste

waiting to be fed.

Vivian got the company's monthly income and expenditure from the finance department, and the

turnover had already reached as much as four million!

It was a pleasing achievement for someone starting a company, but Vivian knew that if it wasn't for her

status, their store's performance might not even reach half a million.

"Wow, Vivian, our company is doing really well."

When she saw the turnover, Sophie was so happy that she danced around, "Based on this turnover,

our annual income can reach 50 million."

Even Mandy, the planning director sitting on the side, nodded in relief, "The wedding company I was

working for at the time only reached our company's current performance when it was doing its best,."

"Hahahaha, Vivian is super. Vivian, our colleagues have been working hard for a month, do you want to

take them to relax and unwind?"

Sophie made a suggestion.

Vivian nodded, "Well, I've booked a hotel, so we'll go to dinner first and then sing in the evening."

In any case, colleagues had a busy month and had to be treated well.

"Yay! Vivian is so nice, I'm going to tell colleagues now." The assistant Sophie walked out of the office

with a bounce.

Instead, Mandy, who was dressed in a maternity outfit and a thick jacket, looked up and gazed at

Vivian, asking, "The company's results are very promising, but why do I feel like you're not in a good

mood?"

Vivian placed the company report on the table, leaned against the conference table with her arms

around her chest, and sighed, "You're so smart, how could you not see that?"

Sophie was a fledgling college student, but Mandy was different.

She had fought for years in the company and knew everything about L City.

Half of these clients who came to the company for the wedding were known to Mandy, or knew each

other's identity through chatting.

Witty as she was, how could she not know why Vivian was depressed?

Because it was getting a bit cold, Mandy held a cup of hot water, took a sip, and lamented, "Of course I

can see that. If it were me, I wouldn't be happy with such a performance, instead I would feel useless

and like a parasite."

After the words, she smiled sarcastically, "Sorry, I might ...... be talking a little straight."

"You're right."

Vivian looked at her sideways and shrugged, "Parasite, yes, like a parasite."

In the evening, it was a company reunion, dinner first, then singing.

Vivian felt bored after getting high with her colleagues in the bar for a while, so she walked out.

As she pulled open the door, she met someone.

"What a coincidence, you're here too?"

The person who appeared in front of her was the daughter of the Stewart family of L City, Sue.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was stylish and beautiful in a tight black and red

wrap dress with a white cardigan sweater.

Through the compartment door that Vivian hadn't had time to close, Sue saw a lot of people sitting

inside and said with a smile, "They are your company’s staff, right? I heard that your wedding company

is doing very well."

"It is just doing okay."

Vivian knew that Sue was a tough nut and didn't want to be false, "I still have something to do, I'll leave

first."

She walked right around Sue and left.

Unexpectedly, the woman behind her turned and said, "Miss Mond, you are lucky, by being a member

of the Cheal family, your status is really different from the old days."

Vivian's pace lurched, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure tinged the bottom of her

eyes, turning back to Sue, her tone slightly sullen, "What do you want to say?"

Sue held the bag in her hands with both hands, her nails scraped her limited edition Hermes bag, her

red lips slightly hooked, "Why don't you come to my box and have a seat, Miss Mond? I just happen to

introduce you to some of my celebrity friends. You are now also in the upper class circle, you have

must expand your connection, it will be useful in the future. Take your wedding company for example, if

you weren't the god granddaughter of Madame Cheal, how would those people rush to your wedding

company?"

Her teasing hit the bull's eye and stung Vivian's soft spot.