My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 210

"My goodness, isn't that Mr. Morris?"

"Come on, come on, take a picture. Since when did Mr. Morris drive such a cheap car?"

"It's simply breaking news."

"Oh, I see. This must be a luxury car masquerading as the appearance of an affordable car."

"That makes sense, you're smart."

......

Everyone was imaging about the car because of who Morris was.

Vivian pushed open the car door and stepped out, just in time to hear these people's conversation, and only felt annoyed.

Fuck, what is wrong with a car worthy 100,000 car?

Why is that being looked down upon?

Isn't it just a mobility device? Damn!

However, without waiting for Vivian to speak, those reporters immediately focused their eyes on her.

"Isn't this Vivian who was exposed as forcing Miss Lee to miscarry at the wedding reception?"

"Ohhhhhhh, I see, she's the straydaughter the Lee family, right?"

"She looks exactly like Miss Lee, but when you look closely, her eyebrows are a little different, she has a mole on her nose, and she has short hair."

"Mr. Morris backed out of the marriage with Yoona, so he's not in love with her, is he?"

"What the hell is going on?

......

Everyone was talking, and even the guests who had come over for the birthday feast cast curious glances over.

Vivian was more or less irritated by these people staring straight at her.

But today was Madame Cheal's birthday feast, and she could never make a scene.

Bear with it!

"Isn’t this Yoona?"

Suddenly, someone behind called out.

Vivian's steps lurched and she turned around to see a stunningly beautiful woman with long chestnut hair coiled up and wearing a long black dress. She was wearing a necklace and a diamond-studded crown on her head, dressed up in a stunningly beautiful way, like a princess walking out of a fairy tale castle.

But just now, she called her ...... Yoona?

"Sorry, you've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Vivian Mond." Vivian introduced herself.

"Oh, you're Yoona's sister, Vivian, right?"

The woman in the black dress politely extended her hand and introduced herself, "Vivian, how are you? My name is Sue Stewart and I'm ......"

She said, looking over to Morris, who was standing next to Vivian, "Morris’ childhood friend."

At the mention of childhood friend, Vivian immediately thought of her identity.

"Is something wrong?"

Vivian's cool eyes glanced away as she coldly questioned.

When confronted with her offer to latch on, she really didn't give her any respect.

Sue's outstretched hand just froze in mid-air, embarrassed.