My dear lawyer novel Chapter 90

Vivian looked at William's eyes and almost thought that he would be here was because of herself.

Thinking of this extremely stupid conclusion, Vivian would like to take two shots at herself. She quickly pinched the palm of her hand hidden in her clothes. She couldn't be led away by the black-hearted man in front of her.

"William, since you are still in the office, I will come back later."

"No, you can keep busy with your business." William took back his eyes and no longer looked at Vivian. He looked like he was doing his business.

Vivian started to clean the office, just like what Alex said, William's office was very clean.

The glass in front of the sofa was spotless. In fact, she had nothing to do with it, but she still needed to do something. She put the ashtray right, and replaced the flowers on the table with clean water.

Flowers? Vivian's fingertips paused.

She couldn't remember the last time she came there were flowers, The imported white tulip was with strong fragrance.

She knew only one person who liked this flower and was emotional, her good friend Angie.

Vivian looked at the flowers in her hand, and her eyes were sour and complex. Angie would bring fresh flowers every day and change them for him.

The flowers were really beautiful. Angie was really attentive to William, which made her feel guilty.

Although William was busy with the task at hand, he still paid attention to Vivian's actions. Seeing that she had been looking at tulips on the table for a long time, he couldn't help saying.

"Do you like tulips?"

"It's beautiful." Actually she didn't like tulips or roses at all. She preferred Gypsophila paniculata.

William's tone was as casual as talking about today's weather, "Take it back if you like."

Vivian was stunned for a second because of his words. "Isn't that what someone gave you?"

It was too hurtful to give it to others so easily.

Or there was no difference between important and unimportant in William's heart, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

To him it may be just a bunch of flowers, to a woman it represented the whole heart of love.

It was just a bunch of flowers. Why did Vivian show a sense of sorrow? William frowned slightly, "So what?"

"I don't like it. Keep it for yourself." Vivian suddenly calmed down and started her own cleaning work again.

William's face clouded and he stopped talking.

For a time, the quiet space was depressing.

Vivian intentionally stayed at the reception sofa for a long time, but the man sitting in the leather swivel chair still had no intention of leaving.

She took a look at the pointer on the wall, and would be off work in ten minutes. Today, she promised Roe to pick him up from school.

Vivian looked at his neat and tidy table. Why not come here a little earlier tomorrow morning to clean up?

The door of the office was pushed open again. "Vivi, do you finish your work? Do you need my…"

Seeing the figure sitting behind the desk, Alexander unconsciously swallowed his saliva and said, "William, why are you still there?"

"When did my secretary begin to be so idle?"