Chapter 67
Just as she stepped into her office, an administrative secretary handed her a brand-new phone.
“Boss, Zoe wanted me to remind you about the meeting at nine-thirty.”
Since it was the first official day of work, an all-hands meeting was absolutely necessary
Vivian nodded. “I know. You can head out.”
Fortunately, she had already reviewed the previous projects in advance. Otherwise, with Zoe absent, she wouldn’t have known how to run the meeting.
She gave a self-deprecating smirk and turned on the phone, logging into her iMessage/
The moment she connected to the internet, a barrage of messages flooded her screen.
Some were from friends, others from the Fairchilds.
To Vivian’s utter surprise, even Amara had sent her several messages.
[Did you really think I’d just die because you decided to hide? Well, I’ve got news for you. Dr. Granger found me the best cardiologist. With the latest mechanical heart valve developed in Switzerland, I’ll recover perfectly!]
[You must be in absolute despair, Vivian. Watching the man you love stand firmly by my side, not even bothering to look for you!]
[Don’t think your pathetic game of playing hard to get is going to work. Let me tell
is madly in love with me now. Go cry in your little hiding spot!]
Beneath the wall of text was a photo taken in bed.
A man’s bare chest and a woman’s smooth, radiant shoulder.
you, Jonah
Their faces weren’t visible, but anyone familiar with them would recognize them instantly…
It was Jonah and Amara.
Vivian felt absolutely nothing. She even zoomed in on the picture and muttered, “His skin is looking a bit dull. They should have used a filter.”

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