My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 91

After leaving the garage, Vivian took a taxi to Issac's company.

Issac was waiting for her at the entrance. Seeing her in a light gray sportswear, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Vivian, sorry to bother you this time."

Issac felt a little guilty and felt that it was very unreasonable to do so.

Although he really wanted to go to Lansing with Vivian, he couldn't leave the company because he had business to deal with. Moreover, his father, Quintel, was going to Lansing. It was better to have Vivian go there alone so that Quintel could get to know her.

He believed that after spending half a month together, Quintel would definitely accept Vivian.

After all, Quintel had always disliked Vivian's ugly appearance. Now that her true identity had been exposed, her face was exactly the same as and as beautiful as Yoona's, it could be said that she was more attractive.

"It's all right. I'm your employee now. It's my duty to serve the company." Vivian raised her eyebrows and smiled, looking very relaxed.

Issac stood in front of her and gave her a big hug.

He held her tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear, "I will wait for you. When you come back, I will give you a big surprise."

"What surprise?"

Vivian pushed Issac away, her eyes shining. "Are you giving me a bonus?"

As soon as she heard the 'surprise', Vivian only thought of money. Her face was filled with anticipation.

Her behavior amused Issac so much that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Yes, you are smart."

If he wanted to propose to Vivian, he had to give her a betrothal gift. She would definitely like a big betrothal gift.

"You should have told me earlier. I would have gone earlier." Vivian said in a good mood.

"The mountain road over there is bumpy. Be careful along the way."

As Issac spoke, he pointed to a small truck next to him. "There's the stuff for the children of Lansing. They'll drive there. I've prepared a ticket for you. You can take the plane there. After arrival, you will be picked up to Lansing."

Because Lansing was very far away from Houston, they have to take a plane and then transfer there.

"Okay, got it."

Vivian nodded.

"When you arrive at Lansing, the car can't get in. It's really hard for you to go up the mountain on foot. You must take care of yourself."

Issac reminded her again and again. He was very worried.

"Oh, I know. It's all right. Trust me."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Therefore, Issac, Vivian and their colleagues, who were assigned to go to Lansing, took photos together.

Then the truck carried the others out in advance, and Issac drove Vivian to the airport.

"Take care of yourself along the way."

Issac gave Vivian a hug. "If you need any help, do contact me as soon as possible."

He looked at her, unable to hide the reluctance in his eyes.

Vivian flicked her hair and smiled. "It's just half a month. How can it be like a separation between life and death? Alright, let's go. Bye."

She pulled her luggage and turned to leave, waving at Issac without looking back.

After entering the waiting room, she checked in, board the plane, found her seat, and sat down.

By the window, she could see the beautiful scenery outside.

A few hours later, the plane arrived in Burnley.

As soon as Vivian got off the plane, she saw the person who came to pick her up. He drove her to the foot of Mountain Lansing. Vivian got off the car.

The driver said to Vivian, "The car can only be here. It will take four or five hours to get to Lansing at this time. If we start now, we should be able to arrive before dark."

"Okay, let's go. It's getting late."

Vivian carried her suitcase and went up the mountain with the driver.

The driver was named Karl Chad, a slightly fat boy with dark skin. He was very enthusiastic.

Vivian chatted and laughed with him all the way up the mountain.

However, after an hour, it rained heavily. The rain came quickly and suddenly, catching them unprepared.

"What the hell is this weather?"

She took out an umbrella from her suitcase. Karl also had an umbrella. The two carried the luggage and stepped on the muddy mountain road, sliding forward.

The rain was very heavy. The bean-sized raindrops fell on the umbrella, making crackling sounds. A thin layer of mist had appeared on the mountainside, which was delicate and charming.

"Whoops..."

Suddenly, just as Vivian was looking up at the beautiful scenery on the mountain, she slipped and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, someone suddenly came forward and grabbed her collar, preventing the tragedy from happening.

"Thank you, Karl. It scared me. Phew..." Vivian stood up with a suitcase in her hand, only to hear Karl say, "It's not me, it's him."

Karl pointed to the man behind Vivian.

Vivian turned around. When she saw the man standing behind her clearly, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help exclaiming, "Morris, why are you here?"

God knew how surprised and excited she was when she saw Morris in this desolate place.

The man was dressed in black sportswear and black sneakers, with a grey striped umbrella in his hand. He stood in front of Vivian with a calm expression.

When he saw the smile on her face, there was also a faint smile on his lips.

"Surprised?"

Morris asked indifferently.

"If you had told me earlier you would come, I would not take my luggage by myself. Come on, brother, help me with my luggage. It's too heavy."

Morris didn’t say anything.

Vivian directly handed the suitcase to Morris. "Brother, help me carry it. It's too heavy."

Especially in this rainy weather, the mountain road was muddy and slippy. It was really difficult to walk with luggage in hand.

Morris motioned to the two men behind him. One of them immediately stepped forward and took over Vivian's luggage.

"Phew, it's really comfortable not to take luggage."

Vivian shook her hands and was in a good mood.

"Come, Karl, let me introduce to you."

She grabbed Morris' arm and introduced him to Karl, "Come, let me introduce. This is Morris Cheal."

Karl smiled and said, "Hello, brother."

"Oh, why brother? Just call him Morris."

Vivian waved her hands in disgust.

Karl touched his forehead and said, "Since he is your brother, I should call him 'brother'."

"My surname is Mond, and his is Cheal. He has nothing to do with me. He is not my biological brother. Let's go, let's go."

Vivian patted Karl on the shoulder and walked forward.

Morris, who had been neglected, had a cold expression on his face as he tightened his grip on the handle of the umbrella.

This damned woman turned hostile even faster than flipping a book.

Although it was early autumn, the weather was still hot. The rain came and went quickly.

Soon, the rain stopped.

Vivian put away the umbrella and stood on the mountainside, looking down the mountain. She couldn't help but sigh. "The scenery is so beautiful. Morris, you said..."

She spoke to Morris, but when she turned around, she found that her luggage Morris his two men were carrying was gone.