My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 236

Facing Morris’ outright refusal was, by and large, what Vivian had expected.

She leaned against the table, her gaze falling on the document on the table, her brow furrowing slightly, "If it weren't for the fact that I'm my grandmother's god granddaughter, there's no way the wedding company would be able to produce such a performance. I'm grateful to you, to the Cheal family, but such an 'advantage' would be a burden to me."

Vivian frankly said all that was in her heart.

At the end, she added, "If you really don't want to sign it, just don't."

Since he wouldn't accept it, she planned to close the wedding company.

She would not feel good about taking that money!

The waitress knocked on the door and brought in the food.

Vivian put the contract away and raised her hand to point to the food on the table, "Let's eat, this filet mignon tastes pretty good. Try it."

As she spoke, she took the wine and poured a glass for Morris before raising her glass, her red lips slightly hooked in a sweet smile, "Anyway, thank you very much."

Morris looked at her, the joy in his narrow pupils absent from the moment he had just entered, replaced by an inscrutable complexity.

He lifted the wine and clinked glass with her without speaking.

Vivian raised her glass and drained the red wine in it, then lamented, "The wine tastes good, I'm hungry, I'll eat first."

"Okay."

Morris responded, slowly savoring the wine, his gaze falling on Vivian across from him, taking in her forced smile.

And then, he inclined his head to look out the window, deep in thought.

When he first met her, she always had a big smile on her face, like a girl who had no worries.

And now, the smile on her face was becoming less and less, which inexplicably made Morris a little distressed.

During the meal, the two had a chat about all irrelevant things.

After the meal, the two went back to their respective offices.

Vivian took the contract that Morris didn't sign, and as she returned to the store, ready to talk to the clerk about closing the store, Trent suddenly arrived.

"Miss Mond."

The suit-clad Trent entered the wedding store just as Vivian was standing in the lobby on the first floor, and he walked straight over.

Vivian looked back at him, puzzled, "Trent, what brings you here?"

"I brought something over, can I go to your office and talk about it?"

"Okay.

Come on."

Vivian nodded and said to her assistant, Sophie, "Sophie, send a cup of coffee over here."

Sophie responded and immediately went to make coffee.

Trent and Vivian both went up to the office on the second floor, and Vivian asked as she walked, "Did Morris send you here?"

"Yes."

Trent smiled, "I've brought you good news too."

When the two entered the office, Trent sat on the couch and Vivian sat across from him with a formulaic smile on her face, "What's the good news?"

Trent had a smile on his face, like he couldn't hide the great news.

Trent smiled mysteriously and pulled out two documents from the briefcase beside him and placed them in front of Vivian, "Boss said that your wedding shop is doing well, and he wants to cooperate with you to take a stake. But your storefront is too small, so Boss has just sent someone to rent the ten-story building next door and signed a ten-year long term contract. However, Boss said that you have to fill in yourself the share rights."