My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 184

There were many things he couldn't help himself with in order to solidify the company and the Cheal family's century-old foundation.

His archenemy was no other than Mike Cheal, his uncle.

Today, it was his wedding, and Mike was back.

The wedding started at eleven o'clock sharp.

Vivian was busy shuttling back and forth at the wedding site, as she had an extremely similar face to Yoona, she kept a black mask on so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

The packed hall of guests were watching the dancing on stage.

Vivian looked at her wristwatch, it was already half past ten, she held the intercom and shouted, "It's already half past ten, the emcee make the final preparations, make sure that everything is ......"

She was halfway through her sentence when someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder.

As soon as Vivian turned around, she saw a man with a short beard, deep and three-dimensional features, like a model, especially his pair of beautiful eye-catching azure pupils was telling that he was a mixed race.

He wore a gray suit with a black vest underneath and a diamond necklace of obsidian around his neck.

"You are Vivian?"

The man placed his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, gazing at her.

Vivian's brows frowned slightly in surprise.

She was wearing a mask, she had never met the man in front of her, and he actually recognized her instantly.

"Mr. Cheal, you want to see me?" She asked.

"Oh, you know me?"

"Mike Cheal, the seventh son of the Cheal family. I've never met you, but I've heard of you."

If it weren't for the Cheal family, she might not know Mike now.

But because Madame Cheal had repeatedly tried to introduce Mike to her as a date, and had seen his picture, she was naturally no stranger to Mike.

"Haha, it's a blessing to have a beautiful woman remember me."

Mike was born with a face of a model, and his voice spoke as if he was a voice actor, very pleasant to the ear, while he hooked his lips and smiled, his handsome face had a few points of unrestrained evil.

Vivian couldn't help but feel that the genes of the Cheal family were so strong, how could everyone look so handsome?

However, she did think that Morris was moderately handsome, unlike Mike, whose looks just gave off a few evil feeling.

Out of politeness, Vivian gently pulled her mask down and gave a smile, "Mr. Cheal, what can I do for you?"

"Since you're Madame Cheal's goddaughter, just call me Uncle Mike." Mike said.

Because his father had gotten drunk and had a relationship with a foreign woman back in the day, that was how he got Mike.

And with only seven years between him and Mike and Morris, he was also the youngest of the elders.

Vivian dared to make a scene in front of Morris, but did not dare to be reckless in front of Mike, instead she said in a disciplined manner, "Madame Cheal is just making a joke, Mr. Cheal, no need to take it seriously."

She glanced at her wristwatch as she spoke, "If there's nothing else, I'll get busy."

"Wait."

As Vivian was just about to leave, Mike took out something from his pocket and handed it to her, "Here. This is a gift Madame Cheal has instructed me to prepare for you."

"You mean Grandma?"

Although he had a good relationship with Madame Cheal, because his mother was a mistress, it made him more or less repulsed by Madame Cheal, so he also addressed 'Madame Cheal' along with everyone else.

"Right."

He nodded.

Vivian looked at the slender blue velvet brocade box he handed over, with stamped gold English lettering.

It was extremely expensive at first glance.

She shook her head, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't take this."