Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 307

Gabrielle sent a message to Michelle, telling her that she was going to ask for her autograph. On her way out of the elevator to take the poster to Jason's office, she saw Vivian coming from the opposite side of the hall.

Clad in a black and green mini skirt, she looked incredibly good. Vivian's outfit emphasized her curves more than ever. Walking towards Gabrielle in a pair of 12-centimeter ivory heels, she had an air of displeasure around her.

"Good afternoon, Vivian." Gabrielle greeted her as a sign of courtesy.

"Have you come to find Jason? This is Michelle's poster, correct? I did not expect you to be such a fan girl. You're here to have it autographed, aren't you?"

It definitely sounded like Vivian did not take a liking to Gabrielle.

"Yeah, I came here to have her sign my poster. I adore Michelle." She admitted without a tinge of embarrassment. In Gabrielle's mind, there was nothing shameful about idolizing someone.

"Michelle is way up in the clouds, you are nothing but a mere employee. She came to see Jason today to talk about work. If you come barging in so rashly just to ask for her autograph, what would she think of our company? We don't want her to be disappointed at our institution's quality, don't we?" Vivian acting this way was not news to anyone. She always scoffed at Gabrielle without any trace of emotion.

Although she was used to it, Gabrielle could not help but still feel a little uncomfortable.

"I see. You're right. I am way over my head. I better go." Gabrielle turned on her heels to leave and was ready to press the elevator button to go down.

Vivian did not intimidate her, she genuinely just did not want to cause Michelle any trouble.

"Gabrielle, since you want to have her autograph so badly, I can help you,"

Vivian said as she sickeningly attempted to act with good conduct.

With much hesitation, Gabrielle handed the poster to her. "Thank you, Vivian. I have to go."

She got on the elevator and texted Michelle saying that Vivian would deliver the poster in her behalf.

Michelle had been wanting to meet Jackson and Gabrielle for a while now. She found it ridiculous that Vivian would be the one to take the poster upstairs. Meeting Vivian did not interest her at all.

Someone came knocking at the door just when Michelle was about to ring for Gabrielle.

"Jason, it's me." Vivian's voice reverberated from the outside.

Jason turn to look at Michelle. "It's Vivian. She is one of our best designers."

'Vivian?

She must be the woman Gabrielle was talking about over the phone.

Why is she here instead of Gabrielle?'

Michelle threw an unwelcoming look at Jason. She was evidently unhappy about the fact that Vivian was here in Gabrielle's place.

"Ohhh. I see. Your excellent designer even insisted on fetching the poster for her colleague. Your employees must be pretty friendly with each other." The sound of sarcasm in Michelle's voice could not be hidden. She was obviously unhappy with the situation.

Jason could not quite gather why Michelle had a sudden change in mood but he certainly could tell that she did not fancy Vivian at all. He glanced at her and gave her his most reassuring smile.

"Yes, that is the goal of my studio. I aim to build a friendly community inside of work," Jason retorted with utmost calmness.

As the head of the company, it was natural for him to want that his colleagues got along well with each other.

"That's great. It is your studio after all. Let this excellent designer come in. Maybe she has some pres

sing matters to talk to you about." Michelle was perched on the sofa as she picked up and drank from the cup of coffee in the most gracious manner.

Michelle was ever so curious as to what Vivian's intentions were. As far as she was concerned, Gabrielle was true to her words.

So if she wanted her signature, she would have come here herself. It was a little off that someone else came instead.

"Come in, Vivian." Jason witnessed the shift in Michelle's facial expressions. She looked more normal and accommodating now.

As an elite member of the entertainment industry, her wits and sensitivity did not come as a surprise.

On that note, Jason chose not to prod. He did not ask any further about what was going on inside her mind.

"Good afternoon, Jason, Miss Michelle. I am the company's jewelry designer. My name is Vivian. It's so nice to meet you!" Vivian's smile went from ear to ear as she walked into the room. She turned to glance at Michelle with a welcoming look on her face.

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Hello." Michelle looked at her with an expression of apathy. She did not care to spare any emotion in her tone and nothing but a meager smile was on her face.

Michelle was a superstar. She had a strong disposition and a relatively ill temper by default. If she saw something she did not like, she would not bother to hide her honest opinion.

Now that everyone knew who her sponsor was, no one dared to question Michelle's arrogance and entitlement.

After all, Westley was her cousin. Their blood bond provided her with the power to do everything that gave her pleasure and to refuse whatever was not to her liking.

It was only right for Vivian to accept and keep mum about how Michelle treated her.

"Miss Michelle, I was ecstatic when I caught wind of the news that you dropped by our studio today. I adore you with all my heart so I came to see you." Vivian tried to be friendly. Her attempt miserably failed. In Michelle's eyes, it was nothing but petty flattery.

'She seems so fake. She's definitely one of those women who would stab you from the back. God, I fucking hate her.'

"It is such an honor to be liked by you. Jason, I seem to have a following in your company." Michelle glanced at Vivian with cold eyes and then turned to look at Jason with a faint smile.

It broke Vivian's heart that the superstar deliberately ignored her. The way Michelle acted towards her could not hold a candle to the way she was treating Jason.

Evidently, there was an understanding between the two of them.

Although Michelle was Westley's cousin, she and Jason were not related by blood.

"Miss Michelle, if you could spare me some of your time, will you sign this poster for me? I like you so much." She took the poster out and placed it on the table in front of her.

However, there was no sincerity in Vivian's eyes.

It seemed like she only wanted to pretend being a fan. That was probably the reason why she insisted on having the poster signed for Gabrielle.

'What a scheming woman.

Gabrielle was such a fool. How could she let herself be played like this?'

"You really like me don't you? You even invested the time cutting through magazines just to collect photos of me. That is so thoughtful. I am moved beyond words," she said to Vivian with a sugar sweet smile.

Michelle was of foreign descent, that was why her beauty and the uniqueness of her face could not be questioned. Her smile was mesmerizing. Her face could launch a thousand ships.

However, the smile on her face sent shivers down Vivian's spine.