Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 308

Vivian was a scheming and capricious woman, but today, Michelle's smile made her shake in her boots.

Michelle's celebrity had been taking the world by storm lately, but Vivian believed that Michelle's beauty was just one arrow in her quiver. She had to be smart, too. Otherwise, even with Westley helping her career, she would not be wildly successful.

In Vivian's eyes, Michelle was another one of those women who looked lovely and harmless, but underneath those perfectly manicured toes and nails were retractable claws that she knew how to wield.

"You are a goddess, Michelle. You're the queen of everything, really, and a magnificent fashion icon. I'm a lover of fashion myself, and I just want to say that your style inspires me so much." Vivian chose her words carefully, hoping that she could woo Michelle with them.

"Oh, thank you, dear. Since you're such a big fan of mine, can you tell me from which magazine you got this poster?" Michelle stared at Vivian and curled her lips into a faint smirk.

She wanted to teach Vivian a lesson for the fact that she had bullied Gabrielle.

"Magazine?" It never occurred to Vivian that Michelle would ask such a difficult question and catch her off guard.

Of course Vivian did not know which magazine the poster was from. She was only pretending to be Michelle's big fan to impress her. Her knowledge of Michelle only came from news snippets that she did not really pay attention to. Yes, Michelle was extremely popular, but that did not mean that Vivian liked her.

So she froze at Michelle's question.

"This poster..." Vivian felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she racked her brain for any guess that would make sense and help her save face.

She had never felt this embarrassed in her entire life, and she hated that it was all because of her own doing.

"I'm sorry. I'm trying to remember the name of the magazine, but I can't. I've bought so many magazines that have featured you that all the names have just blurred together in my mind." Finally, Vivian came up with a calculated lie.

She heaved a sigh of relief.

Michelle put down her coffee and smiled. "Of course. That makes sense. Even I wouldn't remember if there were so many. It's okay. That's normal."

"Yes." Meeting Michelle's gaze, Vivian felt her heart race again.

There was something in Michelle's eyes that told Vivian that Michelle did not buy a word of what she said. Vivian swallowed as Michelle looked at her intently.

"May I share something with you, Vivian? I don't like it when people lie to my face," Michelle said casually.

Even though there was no trace of resentment in Michelle's beautiful, flawless face, Vivian still felt uneasy.

"I don't mind people not collecting pictures of me and not liking me. I can't please everyone. But what I do mind is people who pretend to like me to serve their own agendas," Michelle continued.

Vivian gnashed her teeth together. She despised the fact that Michelle saw right through her effortlessly. And she could not drop her act now. Otherwise, she would be a liar not only in front of Michelle but also in front of Jason.

She refused to go down this way.

She would not go up in flames in front of Jason.

"Well, you and me both, Miss Michelle. I don't like being lied to as well," Vivian replied, keeping her voice steady.

Hearing Vivian's response, Michelle threw her head back and laughed out loud.

"In that case, come find me later, and I'll sign your poster. Jason and I are in the middle of a meeting right now." Michell

e calmly refused to sign Vivian's poster.

Vivian simply dipped her chin in acknowledgement. The situation did not turn out to her favor, and she should not force it.

"Of course. Silly me. I shouldn't have barged in and disturbed you two in the first place." Vivian came to Jason's office hoping to present herself to Michelle and impress Jason. Obviously, her plan unraveled, and she had to regroup.

She had underestimated Michelle, a slip that almost made her lose face. On the bright side, she now knew what she was up against. She would never make such a stupid mistake again.

"There's nothing to be bothered about. I've been telling Jason about a unique set of jewelry that I'd like him and his team to design. I came straight to him because I wanted pieces that no one else in the world had. Since you're a member of Jason's creative team and, from what I hear, an excellent designer in your own right, maybe you can pitch some input," Michelle replied, tipping her head to the side and watching Vivian carefully.

This time, Vivian did not bite. Michelle was way ahead of her right now, and trying to keep up would only spell disaster for her and toss her into a pit of her own digging.

"I'm flattered by your desire to hear my opinion, but if you're getting Jason to design your unique jewelry set, then I'm afraid there's nothing more I can offer. Jason is already top shelf. His input is all you need. Anyway, I only came in here to introduce myself and meet you. Now that I have, I'm satisfied," Vivian replied as calmly as she could.

But behind the smile that she showed Michelle was a little version of her that cursed Michelle and all her ancestors at the top of her lungs.

Meanwhile, Michelle could clearly tell how upset and anxious Vivian was. She enjoyed toying with this manipulative woman, and she could not wait to piss her off even more in the future.

"All right. I admire your modesty. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to speak with Jason in private. We still have a lot to discuss. Unless you have something important to tell Jason. In that case, I'll step out and give you two some privacy." Michelle stood up elegantly.

Vivian stared at her tall, slender figure and suddenly understood why she was one of the highest paid supermodels in the world.

Vivian did not realize how tall Michelle was until she stood and towered over her. Looking up at Michelle now who was half a head taller than she was, Vivian felt inanely small.

She was standing in front of a soaring, solid brick wall that had the face and body of a goddess.

"No. No need. I can talk to Jason later. Again, I'm so sorry to bother you. I'm leaving now." After saying that, Vivian turned around and left.

After shutting the door behind her, she crumpled Michelle's poster into a ball and stuffed it into the nearby trash can.

'The woman was so full of herself. She was just a glorified model with the right connections. Without Westley, she was nothing.'

"Does that Vivian girl like you, Jason?" Michelle asked Jason directly after Vivian left.

Jason knitted his brows and then answered cheerfully, "Of course she does. Everyone here in the studio likes me because I'm the boss and I pay for their salaries."

"As they should, but I think Vivian wants to be more than just an employee to her boss." Michelle was always straightforward. She did not like beating around the bush.

Also, she and Jason were practically family, and they could talk candidly.

"You think she wants to be my girlfriend?" Jason was stunned.