Chapter 19
Morning broke and Vivian arose after a good night’s rest. She was up earlier by half an hour. After washing up, she switched on her laptop and started penning
a resignation letter right away.
She did not care if people would take her as a coward who was simply running away from the situation—she just could not work under Fabian anymore.
Just as she was typing away furiously on the keyboard, her phone rang and the hospital’s number appeared on the screen.
“Ms. William? The patient's brain waves fluctuated this morning. She could wake up anytime soon.”
Vivian widened her eyes with a huge smile on a face. “My mother may regain consciousness?”
“Yes, there is a possibility. But we don't want to be overconfident,” the doctor said.
“| understand. I'll wait even if it takes years!” Vivian exclaimed, leaping to her feet.
“We will assist her in every way possible. We are giving her a different treatment now that her situation is looking good. But you will need to brace yourself for
the cost of the treatment.” The doctor's voice deepened.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got her covered under health insurance. I'll pay for any expenses not covered by the insurance.” After assuring the doctor that she would
figure out a way to manage the medical expenses, Vivian hung up.
She sat back down and looked at her half-written resignation letter. Pursing her lips, she deleted everything in one go.
She could not afford to lose her job right now. It was not just because she had to pay for her mother’s medical bill, but it would also take some time before she
could find another job.
Vivian scrambled to get ready and headed for work immediately.
would face whatever came
home since early in the morning, she finished up
had recently landed a huge long-term project with another magazine company in Q City. The company took this deal very
could not help but heave a sigh of
leave for the trip soon, then she would not have to face him at the
things did not turn out the way she expected. Not long after she arrived at the office, Lesley Jenson, the senior editor, rushed over to her. “Vivian, you need to get ready
bewilderment. “Ms. Jenson, doesn’t the Chief Editor have his own personal assistant? | shouldn't be
“Well, if you have an objection, you should go talk to
rolled her eyes and clenched
is he trying to
married soon! What does he still want
strode toward Fabian’s office without losing a moment. She had to
door, the office door opened before her and there Fabian stood right in
himself and looked at her coldly. “Vivian William,
replied, “Mr. Norton, I'm not going to Q City
the one who gets to decide things here. You can resign anytime you like if you disagree.” Vivian gritted her teeth, trying
handed in her resignation letter if sne could. Then she would not have to stand Fabian Norton any longer. But since the hospital called this morning,
you like, I'd advise you to start getting ready right now. The flight is
waiting for
he said. Vivian grunted as she took
pack Vivian's stuff. She got everything ready within an hour and even
for bothering you. | really didn't have time to go home and pack myself,” Vivian said apologetically as she took her suitcase from
adored their master’s wife tremendously. She was always courteous, understanding, and down-to-earth when talking to the servants. “Don’t mention it, Ms.