My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 118

"Ouch ......"

"What's going on?" Madame Cheal was concerned.

To keep her from worrying, Vivian lied and said she had fallen and cut her arm on a sharp stone.

Madame Cheal was heartbroken and pulled her down on the couch to chat.

"You're a girl, take care of yourself, don't leave scars, or it won't be beautiful." Madame Cheal patted her hand and spoke with concern.

"Don't worry Grandma, I'll be fine."

Vivian smiled.

Madame Cheal gossiped with Vivian casually.

"In a few days, I will take you to meet someone."

"Who is it?"

"Morris' seventh uncle, he'll be back from abroad in a few days, you guys should get to know each other then, after all, he's your seventh uncle too."

Madame Cheal mentioned Morris' seventh uncle and added, "Mike is a few years older than Morris, but very business-minded, I am thinking about letting you learn from him."

"What? Learn from Uncle Mike?" Vivian was puzzled.

Somewhat thirsty, Vivian picked up the glass of warm water on the table and took a sip.

Beside her ear, Madame Cheal's voice rang out again, "Mike is steady, handsome, and single. Although it's unlikely that you and Morris will ever get together, I'd like to introduce you to Mike."

"Pfft ...... cough, cough ......"

Vivian, who was drinking water, shocked by Madame Cheal's words that the water in her mouth sputtered out and she coughed.

Immediately, Madame Cheal pulled a few tissues for her and uttered, "How you choke on water?"

" ...... I ......I am ok, I am ok."

Vivian took tissue and wiped her mouth, waving her hand repeatedly, "I'm fine. Grandma, what did you just say?"

"I told you before that I would introduce you to a good match. Mike is back, so it's a time to introduce you two to each other."

Madame Cheal introduced Vivian.

Now, Vivian truly understood what Madame Cheal meant.

Presumably, it was Madame Cheal liked her, and the fact that she couldn't be with Morris, who was engaged to be married, didn't stop her from 'dating' Mike!

If this came to fruition, she was Morris' ...... aunt?

My goodness, wasn't that a bit sketchy?

"Grandma, no, no. How can I be worthy of Uncle Mike, forget it."

Vivian decisively refused.

"No, If I say it's okay, it's okay. It's a done deal, for now."

Madame Cheal didn't give Vivian any chance to refuse at all and directly finalized the matter.

Vivian was helpless, but she didn't say anything else.

On this day, Vivian stayed with Madame Cheal while Morris didn't show up again.

It wasn't until after dinner that Trent sent Vivian back her apartment.

After getting out of the car, Vivian called her adoptive parents in the underground garage, and was relieved to learn that they were safe and sound.

Back at the apartment, Morris wasn't there.

He didn't come back for that night.

Vivian still slept late and got up early the next day, and after washing up, she changed her clothes and went downstairs for dinner.

By the time 10 a.m., she went to the pawn shop.

"Hello, I want to pawn a thing."

Vivian handed a ring to the pawnbroker.

The man at the counter took the ring and while looking at it, asked, "Is there an invoice for the ring?"

"No."

"The ring looks new, why do you want to pawn it?"

"Of course because I need money."

Vivian felt that the pawnbroker was asking nonsense, and she looked at the man and asked, "How much can this ring be sold?"

"Where did you get the ring?"

"It's from my friend."

"How much did you pay for it?"

The other person asked again.

Vivian was familiar with their routine and knew that once she said the price, they would press the price, so she found an excuse and said, "The ring is a gift, how do I know? But look carefully, there is my name engraved on it.

The man took the ring and looked at it with a magnifying glass, only to see him frown, "Hold on a second, I'll get the boss to see it."

Then the man went in.

Not much later, the pawn shop owner came and asked, "Are you sure this ring is yours?"

"Aren't you full of crap?"

She slapped her ID card directly on the counter, pointed to her name, and said, "See, Vivian, this is my ID card! Will you take it or not? Forget it if you don't."

"Yes, yes, yes."

He made sure it was her ring and he extended his right hand, spreading five fingers, "I can give you this price."

Five thousand?

"Only this much? Boss, are you fooling me? Don't take me for a fool!"

"Well ...... how much do you want?" The man asked.

Vivian thought about it, "Higher."

"Hahaha, okay, okay. Molly, go get one hundred thousand." The man said.

"What? ......"

One hundred thousand?

Vivian froze in place on the spot.

Her wanted 10,000, but the other person gave 100,000.

Vivian suddenly felt that something was wrong and wondered whether the ring was expensive.

Both of the pawnbrokers had seen the ring. There was no way it was faulty.

Vivian finally said, "Forget it, boss, I'm not selling it, just give it back to me."

She asked her boss for her things back and went to Issac's Jun Lin Company.

At the president's office, Vivian pushed the door in and met Issac who was burying his head in his papers, "Hi, brother, I'm back."

She knocked on the door and called out.

As soon as Issac looked up, he stood up when he saw Vivian, "Vivian, when did you come back?"

"...... today."

Vivian was afraid that if she said she came back yesterday, Issac would question her about why she didn't call him.

"I thought I'd to pick you up from the hospital after I finish my work, but I didn't expect you to come back on your own." Issac walked up to her, lifted her right hand, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Good, just a little pain."

Vivian smiled, and then took out the ring from her pocket, "Here, take it back."

When he saw a ring she was holding, Issac's eyebrows twisted, "Didn't you say you were going to take it to sell? Why are you returning it to me?"

Vivian looked down at the starburst ring in her hand, hesitated for a moment and found an excuse, "It is unsellable. It has my name engraved on it, I went to a pawn shop and they didn't want it."

Vivian didn't want to accept such an expensive thing, so she stuffed the ring into Issac's hand.

Issac looked down at the ring in his hand, thought about it for a moment, and put it away, "Since so, I'll keep it."

He pulled open the drawer and casually dropped the ring in, feigning a look of unconcern.