Before, Vivian had been treated as a love rival, so naturally she was very repulsive to her.
Now that she knew Morris liked “men”, her attitude toward Vivian immediately changed 360 degrees.
“Really? Can I do it?”
Vivian’s eyes lit up.
Modeling was good, with lots of hours a day and a regular income, of course.
The point was that Stewart had hooked her up with an agency and she could get paid.
When she first came to L City, she also wanted to be a model, but because she had never walked in a big show and was not famous, no company wanted her.
She could only run takeout and work at nightclubs to earn money to support her foster parents.
“Absolutely.”
Stewart was confident.
Fraser listened and couldn’t help himself, “With your beauty and ability, you might be able to get into the entertainment industry by then. If you’re rich, don’t forget me.”
He teased.
Vivian was amused by Fraser, “Forget it, I just want to make a living.”
She does not want to enter the entertainment industry, after all, the entertainment industry is very confusing, she is afraid that it is not easy to mix.
More importantly, she just wants to do her career.
If she signed up with a modeling agency, it would just be a career to confuse people.
“Fraser is right, I just think you are very capable.”
“Thank you, you both think highly of me.”
“Of course. I, Stewart, don’t misjudge people.” She smiled and added, “It’s the end of the year, so why don’t I take you to meet the owner of the company tomorrow and you can talk about it and make sure?”
“Of course, no problem. After it’s done, I’ll treat you to dinner.”
“It’s a deal.”
The two of them hit it off immediately.
The three of them sat together chatting easily and happily, and Vivian was in a happy mood.
When she returned home, she accompanied Houghton to talk and play chess together.
At that moment, Yara called.
Vivian looked at it and didn’t answer it.
After Houghton went to bed, she went next door to rest.
The house next door was bought by Morris, and the decoration was so luxurious and high-class that it was a world away from her room next door.
Vivian entered the bedroom, pulled open the cabinet door and took a look.
There were rows of winter clothes hanging in the cabinet, in different colors and models.
She took a glance at them and found that they were all the latest branded clothes, and that they were all for her.
Vivian was touched, once again, by Morris’ thoughtfulness for a long time.
She was thinking about Morris when his phone call came in.
Vivian answered the phone, “You’re up?”
“Haven’t you rested yet?”
His familiar and nice voice came from the other end of the phone, which reassured Vivian for some reason.
Vivian’s slender fingers crossed the clothes one by one and said faintly, “The clothes in the house next door, when did you prepare them?”
“Not two days ago.”
Morris said casually.
The clothes in the bedroom have been changed quarterly since Morris bought the house.
“Okay.”
Vivian also did not think much about it, turned to lie on the bed, hugging the pillow, boiling phone porridge with Morris, “I had dinner with Fraser today. Guess who Fraser brought with him?”
The man, for the love rival is already very sensitive.
And Morris is even more unhappy with Fraser, but not too obvious, “girlfriend?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. He brought Stewart with him today, and Stewart apologized to me, saying he shouldn’t have targeted me because of you, and offered to be my friend.”
Speaking of which, Vivian sighed helplessly and lifted a hand to ruffle her hair at her temples, “If Stewart ever finds out that the man at the mall that day was me, she’ll probably think I cheated on her and probably get me killed.”
“Stewart is a good person, worthy of friendship.”
Stewart and Morris have known each other since they were young, and although Morris doesn’t really care about Stewart, he knows him very well.
“Deep friendship?”
Vivian smiled coldly.
Morris only knew one thing, but not the other.
Stewart was nice, just nice to people she liked, but to people she didn’t like, or enemies, it was all kinds of tricks.
“Doesn’t Fraser have a girlfriend? They’re both perfect for each other.”
Morris inexplicably said.
“Since when did you become a matchmaker?” Vivian’s red lips were slightly hooked, “Tsk, just having a meal with Fraser makes you feel in crisis? That’s not like you.”
“What can I do? The woman I’m looking at is so good. You don’t attract butterflies, but there’s a saying: “If you bloom, butterflies will come.”
Vivian couldn’t help but roll her eyes, after all, she was still talking about her desire to attract the attention of others.
The two talked for a while, but Morris had work to do, so she hung up.
Vivian leaned back on the bed, feeling empty inside.
She thought about what Morris had done for her and what had happened that night in the hotel with Issac, and how Morris knew everything, but never told her.
He was such a proud man, a god-like being, yet he could even tolerate her being defiled.
Vivian’s mood became heavier and heavier, feeling unworthy of Morris.
She even felt that the distance between her and him was getting farther and farther, so far that she was out of reach.
He should have a better woman to be worthy of him.
And at the same time, C country.
Morris is dining at the villa, and Vivian phone porridge.
But a woman suddenly appeared in the living room, making him excuse to hang up the phone.
“Gee, Morris, how can you eat alone and not even call me?”
The woman’s body is hot and sexy, with long chestnut hair slightly curly, stepping on ten centimeters of hatred, and her small waist is almost twisted as if it were broken, walking up to him and directly snatching his sandwich from in front of Morris, which has not yet been opened.
Morris was not angry, but waved to the maid beside him, signaling her to prepare a new sandwich.
“What are you doing here so early?”
Morris cold eyes stared at the woman across the table, although his tone was a bit cold, but not at all disgusted.
“It’s not that I haven’t seen you for a long time and missed you. It’s a nice day, do you want to go out and play together?” The woman spoke softly and whispered.
“No time.”
He said in a cold voice, picked up the document placed aside and looked down.
Pop-…
The woman stood up and closed the file in front of Morris directly, “Morris, you heartless. I miss you so much, and this is how you treat me?”
“Do you miss me that much?”
“You … hum, you old unconscionable, angry …” the woman worried to say “angry me” again. Morris has no words to say.
The woman immediately changed her mind and said: “Really,. I haven’t seen you for more than a year, I miss you, so stay with me for a day today, okay?”
Morris looked at the papers on the side, and then looked at the woman across the table, “Just this once.”
“Hahaha, still you treat me the best.”
…
L City, the next day.
Because Houghton was here, Vivian’s work schedule had naturally changed.
Houghton dragged her up at 4:30, went out for a run, and then started sparring in the park.