My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 233

"Aren't you going to buy me dinner? I happened to be hungry."

Vivian nonchalantly walked over to where they were just sitting and sat down.

Yara turned to follow, waving to the waiter.

The two casually ordered some food and coffee, which led to a quiet wait for the meal to be served.

"What was your purpose in contacting me in the first place?"

Vivian leaned against the seat, her indifferent gaze looking directly at Yara, her eyes stern.

That look gave Yara some sense of oppression, and she pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer Vivian.

At that moment, the waitress came over with two cups of coffee.

"Excuse me, your coffee."

The waitress placed the coffee in front of the two of them, her presence giving Yara some respite and making her mind struggle to find out how to answer the question Vivian asked.

"Actually... ......"

She stammered and explained, "I was there on the day of the wedding, and when I saw you were busy, I didn't feel like going up to you to say hello. Then I saw the video playing on the big screen, and I ......"

"Get to the point!"

Vivian raised her hand and knocked on the table, aggressively.

"The point? Oh, you mean the mercenaries."

She tilted her head, reached out and scratched her head with her slender fingers, bit her lips with her teeth, lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, and when she again looked up at Vivian, her eyes dodged.

Hesitating for a long time, she then said, "I grew up abroad since I was a child, and my identity is rather mysterious, so I really can't tell you. But last time, those mercenaries did try to kidnap me to go to C Country, but this group of people today is my men. All I can tell you is that both groups of mercenaries were once my father's men, but late they defected."

Her explanation left Vivian in the confusion.

"To easily place two groups of mercenaries around you, you must be well off.

I have two questions, one, why did you save me? Two, you're not short of money, yet you're approaching me with the idea of working with Morris, what's the purpose?"

No wonder after that time when Yara and Morris both worked together successfully, Yara transferred five million to her directly, double the benefit fee over the original scheduled price.

At that time, Vivian only thought that Yara was more generous, but now it seemed that this person was really mysterious.

"I saved you because you saved me before, and this time it's to repay you for saving my life. Of course, it's true that I'm not short of money, but I received a western education and I've never liked to reach out to my family for money since I was a child, I want to create my 'Yoyo Makeup' brand and don't want to rely on my parents. Besides, if I ......"

At that, she sighed, propping her elbows on the tabletop and resting her chin on her face.

The real emotion didn't look like an act.

Vivian's eyebrows drew together slightly, "And then what?"

Suddenly, Yara angrily slammed the table, "And then what? If my brand doesn't reach the result they want within a year, I have to marry the son-in-law they fancy! He is a foreigner, I don't like him at all, it's really annoying!"

Vivian's question seemed to have stepped on Yara's sore spot, and she was furious.

Vivian's gaze fell on her, trying to get insight from her eyes.

In the end, she didn’t know if Yara was acting too realistically or if what she said was all true.

Vivian didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

When Yara saw Vivian didn't say anything, she was upset, "What do you mean? Don't you believe me?"

Pissed off, Yara took out her phone from her pocket and directly clicked opened her phone's WeChat log, placing it in front of Vivian with a bang, "Here, look, see for yourself!"

Vivian glanced at the phone WeChat records, all of which were some voice.

She raised her eyes to Yara and pointed to her phone screen, Yara understood, "Yeah."