My dear lawyer novel Chapter 142

Yvonne didn't stop Vivian from leaving, but looked at her back. She was waiting for Vivian to disappear and didn't mean to get up and leave.

It's more like she was waiting for someone.

After a while, a tall and thin man came with a cap, wearing a brown collar windbreaker in hot summer. His whole body was wrapped in it, leaving only a mouth to talk.

He kept on walking and went straight to the place where Vivian had just sat and sat down.

Yvonne looked at the street view outside the glass, but said to the man in front of her, "It's all done."

"Make sure there's no problem." The man's low voice was like a chicken pinched by a man, which made people uncomfortable.

Yvonne took her eyes back and saw the man smile smugly. There was a flash of disgust in her eyes, but she covered it up. She raised her chin and said, "I have given you the money. And watch your mouth."

She had long known that Vivian wouldn't accept the money, and the money in the envelope was also prepared for the man opposite. If Vivian took the U disk, she wouldn't use the second method, just because Vivian didn't know her situation.

"Hey, don't worry, Yvonne. I promise I won't say anything." Seeing the thick envelope in front of him, he didn't care about Yvonne's arrogant attitude. He greedily took it up and stuffed it into the pocket of his clothes.

Yvonne was still worried, "Let me have a look at the picture first."

"No problem. I took more than one hundred pictures." He put the camera in front of her.

Yvonne opened the photo album, and every picture was basically a picture of her talking with Vivian. When she took the money and pushed it to Vivian, the man purposely zoomed in and magnified the picture to let people see more clearly how much money was in her envelope.

She was satisfied with the last few photos. No matter whether Vivian took the money or not, as long as these photos were publicized, everyone would only think that Vivian took the money.

As for why she did this, it was natural that some people had told her to do so. Vivian had offended the wrong people.

"Well, when I get the news, you can send out the photos." Yvonne returned the camera to him.

"No problem, remember to ask me if you still need help. I promise to give you a 20% discount." The man's mouth was full of fetid smell.

Yvonne frowned several times. She didn't want to say a word more to such an inferior person. Before she got up and left, she said, "If it fails, you know the consequences."

"Don't worry. I understand the rules." The man's sharp laughter made the eardrum ache.

Yvonne couldn't stay for a second and she left.

Vivian, who returned to the office, went back to her desk absently. Layla called her several times, but she didn't respond.

Layla could only push her, "Vivi, what's wrong with you?"

"Layla?" Vivian was still thinking about Yvonne's intention to find her. She couldn't be at ease.

Layla was thinking carefully but didn't find out what happened to Vivian. "Yes, I've called you several times. What are you doing out at noon? It's like losing your soul when you come back."

"I'm fine. I'm just going to meet a friend." Vivian didn't want Layla to worry about it, so she found a reason to prevaricate.