My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 62 Becoming Morris' Sister

Vivian knew that no matter how bold these people were, they wouldn't dare to shoot on the dock.

As a result, she fought with the two men.

In just a few minutes, she beat them down. Then she quickly chased after the other two men and

kicked away the man on Yara's right. As a result, the other man put his arms around Yara's waist and

leaned his clothes against her waist. He said to Vivian, "If you dare to go forward again, I'll kill her."

Beneath his clothes was a fatal pistol!

"Okay, just do it."

Vivian shrugged her shoulders in an indifferent manner.

She knew that Yara must be very important to them, or they would not have spent so much effort to

take Yara from Australia to Canada.

If they had wanted to kill her, they would have done it a long time ago. They wouldn't have waited until

then.

"Ah, then I'll kill you first!"

As he spoke, the man pointed the gun at Vivian's face. However, because the gun was covered with

clothes, no one noticed the situation there.

"Really? Then let's see if your bullets are faster me..."

As Vivian spoke, she raised her hand to get the pistol on her back. At that time, she heard footsteps

behind her, so she kicked the person behind her directly.

However, the man easily dodged the kick.

Vivian had already pulled out her gun. Before she could aim her gun at the man, she found that the

man standing in front of her was... "Morris?! You, why are you here?"

She looked at Trent, who was standing next to Morris, and couldn't help but be stunned.

At that time, more than a dozen people in suits and leather shoes directly surrounded the mercenaries.

"Vivian, don't worry about me. Just leave. They won't hurt me."

Yara, who was being held hostage, felt Vivian's 'righteous' and did not want to get her in trouble again.

Morris raised his left hand and crooked his finger. A dozen bodyguards surrounded these mercenaries.

Vivian looked at his cold face and remembered that she had removed her makeup, revealing her

natural face...

Her face was exactly the same as Yoona's.

Morris took a step forward and lifted her chin. He looked down at her with cold eyes and examined her

face from left to right.

There was a complicated look in his eyes. "Is there anything more I don't know?"

Just as a woman who looked exactly the same as Yoona passed him, Morris saw her running away

and instantly understood everything.

She was Vivian instead of Yoona.

Only that Vivian was Yoona's younger sister, could he connect all the things together.

But at that moment, when Morris stood in front of Vivian, he was still a little surprised when he saw her

delicate and beautiful cheeks. She was naturally beautiful.

It turned out that there was such a peerless beauty hidden under her dark face, which was full of spots.

Vivian had no intention of hiding anything from Morris. After all, she had initially changed her

appearance because she was threatened by the Lee Family.

She frowned and said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with me whether you know."

As she spoke, she took out another gun hidden behind her back and skillfully unloaded the bullets. She

stuffed the two pistols into the hands of the two mercenaries who were beaten down by Morris'

subordinates.

Yara got free from the men and ran towards Vivian. She hugged her and said, "I'm scared to death.

Vivian, you're so gallant."

She held Vivian tightly in her arms when she finally saw Morris standing by the side.

The man was tall and stand straight, wearing a well-cut suit. His clothes were flat, without any wrinkles.

His facial features were chiselled. He was so handsome as if he was a man coming out of a painting.

He was so noble. Yara could tell at a glance that he had a high status.

She let go of Vivian and sighed with emotion, "Your boyfriend really loves you so much. He can still find

you and save you from such a long distance."

"Boyfriend?"

Vivian looked back at Morris, who was standing behind her. She felt his cold gaze, making her feel his

coldness.

"You misunderstood. He is..."

As she spoke, she walked to Morris' side and raised her arm. She stood on tiptoe, and hugged Morris'

shoulder. "He's my brother."

Vivian thought that she was self-aware and would never think that Morris would like her. On the

contrary, it was because of Madame Cheal's pressure that he had come to rescue her.

Including the fire that day, he rushed into the fire because Madame Cheal regarded her as her nominal

granddaughter. He was afraid that if she died, Madame Cheal would be sad, so he rushed into the fire

to save her.

The sentence "he's my brother" caused Morris change his face. He glanced coldly at the smug woman

standing beside him.

The appearance on her face was completely different from that of "Vivian", but Morris didn't feel

uncomfortable.

Or perhaps, he had been thinking about the relationship between Vivian and the Lee Family a long time

ago.

"Miss Mond, Boss..."

When Trent heard Vivian's words, he understood what she meant. Trent realized that Vivian thought

that Madame Cheal had ordered his boss to come and look for her.

Just as he was about to explain, Morris looked at him with a cold glare. His warning gaze scared him

so much that he immediately kept silent. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivian looked at Trent. "What happened to Morris?"

"He..."

Trent looked at Morris and thought back to how his boss had gone on a business trip to Canada during

the days when Vivian had gone missing. He had worked so hard that it only took him five days to get

back.

Then, they sent people to track down Vivian's whereabouts. As soon as he learned where the cruise

ship would park that he rushed over to save her.

However, Trent had never imagined that Vivian would have such an incomparably beautiful face.

"No... Nothing." Trent didn't dare to say much.

Yara walked up to Morris and bowed. "Although you just came to save your sister, you saved me.

Thank you any way."

Morris remained indifferent. "I just saved you by the way. There's no need to thank me."

As he spoke, he was about to turn and leave.

However, Vivian's arm was still on his neck. Morris grabbed her arm and took her hand. He strode

forward with her hand in his hand. "Come home with me."

His hot palm wrapped around her little cold hand. His skin was so close to hers that Vivian could even

feel the sweat on his palm.

But...

"Hey, Morris, let go of me. I'm just your nominal sister. If others see you do like this, we would be

misunderstood."

She struggled to get rid of his hands.

But no matter how hard she struggled and resisted, she couldn't shake off Morris' palm.

Morris stopped and looked at her coldly. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? You can shoot a

person with a gun. Are you scared of me?"