My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 173

"It's a privilege to have my birthday as the same day as your father's, so it's better to spend it together."

"But it's too late to go back now."

"No later, forty-five minutes will be taken."

Morris said, and then took his phone and sent a text message to Trent.

"Forty-five minutes?"

If Vivian had taken it seriously just now, at the moment it felt like Morris was joking.

She leaned back in the passenger seat and ate the rest of Morris' cake in silence, trying to see what he was up to.

Five minutes later, the car arrived in an open area where a helicopter was already parked.

After Morris got out of the car, Vivian followed him to the helicopter in an unbelievable ways.

It wasn't until the helicopter hatch closed and the propellers buzzed and roared that she came to the realization that Morris was really taking her home.

Helicopter!

"You're really going to send me back?"

She asked aloud, looking at the man beside her.

Morris’ thin lips pursed lightly, not answering.

But Vivian was already sure that Morris wasn't lying, and she immediately sent a message to her adoptive parents: [Wait for me to come back, I'll be home in half an hour].

The text message went out, and within a few moments, a call came in from her foster parents.

She didn't answer because it was so noisy in the helicopter, so she messaged them the whole time.

Just like that, immersed in elation, Vivian lay on her back and looked out the window, her red lips slightly hooked in a good mood.

Suddenly it seemed, again, that Morris wasn't so bad.

Thirty minutes later, the helicopter arrived at the North Village basketball court in Zhutang Town, and Vivian got off the helicopter with Morris and walked out of the basketball court after the helicopter had flown away.

Vivian looked at the fading helicopter, reached out to ruffle her blown messy hair, and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know where I live?"

The man in the suit placed one hand in the pocket of his trousers, straightened his tie with the other, smiled wickedly, and did not speak.

Although Zhutang town is more remote, after dinner, many people came out for a walk, and happened to see two people walking down from the helicopter, so they stopped to look around and talk.

The two men walked out of the playground and two cars were parked outside.

Seeing the two walk over, a man in a suit immediately greeted them and handed the keys to Morris, "Boss, everything is ready."

"Thank you."

Morris said, getting into the car.

Vivian got into the passenger seat.

The car started slowly and headed towards Vivian's house.

Along the way, Vivian's attitude towards Morris was complicated.

It was clear that Madame Cheal had invited them for dinner, but Morris had taken her back to Zhutang Town just for her father's birthday.

Was he, Morris, someone who lacked someone to celebrate his birthday?

Obviously, no.

Thinking about it, Vivian touched her nose and couldn't help but ask, "Morris, do you like me?"

At the sound of her words, the car slammed into a sharp brake and stopped in the road.

The man's astonished gaze flickered to Vivian, and a slight unnaturalness flashed under his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that, if you didn't like me, how come you flew me back in a helicopter for my dad's birthday? Or you must have an agenda."

Vivian was pretty sure.

Morris’ hand tightened on the steering wheel, his heart beating faster, on a regular day, even talking about an order values ten billion was not as tense as this moment.

Was it so obvious that he liked her already?

"If, I say ......"

The man was halfway through a sentence when the sound of a car honking behind him cut him off.

His eyebrows twisted as he looked back at the cake sitting in the back and reached out to push it back that was close to falling, "I am idle."

"Idle?"

Vivian gave him a blank look, convinced.

He was indeed idle. Otherwise, why else would he come here from such a long distance?

Five minutes later, the car stopped in front of Vivian's house.

In the dim twilight, Anika was waiting anxiously, and when she saw the car pull up at the door, she immediately greeted it.

Vivian got out of the car and jumped into Anika's arms, "Mom, I'm home."

"You crazy girl, you left in the morning, and now you're back? It's with ......"

"Ma’am, coming over so late, I'm sorry to bother you."

Morris said as he took the cake and a bouquet of flowers out of the back seat and walked over to Anika.

The car lights didn't go out, and Anika only just realized it was Morris, "Mr. Cheal, why ...... why is it you?"

Anika was quite surprised to see Morris.

Reaching out and twisting Vivian's arm, she glared at her as if to say again: why is it him, shouldn't it be Issac? How can you date two men!

"Vivian said that her father is celebrating his birthday today, and as her brother, it's only right for me to come over and accompany her father for his birthday." Morris changed his former high and cold stance and chatted with Anika very casually.

Was Morris so hypocritical? It was affectionate enough in front of her mother.

"Yes, Mom. Madame Cheal recognized me as her goddaughter, and he's Madame Cheal's grandson, so naturally I should address him as brother."

Vivian was afraid that her mother was thinking nonsense, so she explained.

"Oh, Mr. Cheal, hurry up and come in. Our house is simple, I hope you don’t mind."

"I won’t."

"Lincoln, Houghton, look who's back." Anika yelled into the living room.

Lincoln walked out with Houghton.

Vivian cheerfully ran over and gave her dad a hug, "Dad, happy birthday, I came back in a hurry and didn't bring anything for you."

"What are you talking about? Coming back is the best. Why are you back so late?"

Lincoln was smiling and very happy in his heart.

"Morris sent me back."

She smiled happily, then walked up to the Houghton and affectionately put her arm around his shoulder, "Master, let me introduce to you, this is my… brother. His grandmother recognized me as her goddaughter, so he's equivalent to my godbrother."

Saying that, she also introduced to Morris, "Here, this is my master, Houghton."

Houghton had a cigarette stick in his hand, and a faint mist puffed out of his mouth, hazing his vision.

But behind that mist, a vicissitudes face flashed something strange. He face a harsh gaze at Morris, after the light smoke dissipated, he raised his head and laughed, "Handsome man, hahaha."

Morris stepped forward, "Hello, Sir."

His attitude was very respectful, with humility Vivian had not seen before.

"Sir, this is the cake and flowers that Vivian bought for you." Morris handed the items to Lincoln.

"She already bought a cake, why did she buy another one?"

Lincoln looked over at Vivian and sighed.

"Dad, this is from him." Vivian was very grateful to Morris for being able to take her back today, so naturally, she would thank him.

"All right, all right, let's all go inside and sit down, what are you doing standing at the door?"