My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 42

As the center of attention, Vivian Mond and Issac were sitting in the food stall.

"Your parents have returned to your hometown. When are you going to work in my company?"

Issac held a lamb shashlik and asked Vivian Mond while eating.

He was the young master of the Shaws, one of the four big families in Houston. He came to such a simple and crude stall to eat, but his words and deeds still showed his noble temperament, which made him look incompatible with the people sitting in the barbecue skewers.

"What did your company do?"

Vivian Mond looked at Issac. He was wearing a flowery shirt, a pair of flowery pants, and sunglasses. His elbow was propped up against the window, and he was holding the steering wheel with one hand. Although he was wearing casual and fancy clothes, it did not affect his enchanting face at all.

It had to be said that Issac was really handsome. He was the kind of ruffian, and he exuded a kind of "bad man" in his bones.

"I'm asking you."

"I'm a marketing manager."

"Then let's go to the company's project and learn something."

"Can I?"

"I am the boss of the company, and I have the final say."

Issac raised his eyebrows at her and smiled proudly.

What she didn't know was that Vivian Mond's question was, "Can I really learn something in his company?"

The little woman also laughed and clinked her glass with his with tea instead of wine. "Then let's toast to my future boss and rely on you in the future."

They were talking and laughing.

It seemed that Vivian Mond would only feel relaxed and happy when she was with Issac.

After dinner, they went home separately.

Having been busy for a few days,Vivian Mond felt particularly tired. She locked the door, washed up, and fell asleep.

The next day.

When she woke up early in the morning, Vivian Mond put on her sportswear and got up to run.

She used to run in the morning, but since her adoptive father was unconscious, she bore the pressure of supporting her adoptive parents and the expenses of the hospital, so she could only make money every day.

Now that her adoptive parents had returned to her hometown safely, the burden on her shoulders had relaxed a lot, and she had returned to her usual morning jogging habit.

After running for more than half an hour in the park along the river, when she was sitting on the side of the road to rest, she suddenly saw someone gathered not far away.

"Oh, what's going on over there? I'll go and have a look."

"It seems that an old lady fainted."

"Oh, how could this be?"

Coincidentally, the person in front of her muttered a few words. Vivian Mond also stood up and followed to take a look.

It was early in the morning, and some old ladies were exercising in the park. When they saw the situation here, they all gathered around.

Vivian Mond stood on tiptoe and took a look. She saw an old man in a Taiji suit lying on the ground with foam at the mouth. The situation was very dangerous.

However, none of the onlookers dared to lend a helping hand. Only an old man called 120.

Vivian Mond took out her phone, turned on the video, and squeezed into the crowd. "Make way, make way."

She walked to the fainted old lady and put her phone aside. As she turned over the phone for the old man, she said to the crowd, "The patient spits white foam and needs air circulation. Don't get too close."

After that, she looked down at the unconscious old man and was surprised to find that she was...

Madame Cheal!

"Grandma Cheal?!"

Vivian Mond was extremely surprised. She had never thought that she would meet Madame Cheal here. It was still the same way.

However, the situation was critical and she had no time to waste.

Just as Madame Cheal was about to turn her head to the side, she reached out and undid Madame Cheal's collar, trying her best to breathe smoothly.

Then, he pressed down on Madame Cheal's middle and Hegu acupoints to stimulate them.