My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 312 Want to meet Future Mother-in-law

"Vivian, I've said for a long time that I want to work for you." Sophie lifted her chin, proud, as if she had

made up her mind that she would definitely work with Vivian to the end.

"Heh, work for me?"

Vivian snickered, "I'm waiting to drink the northwest wind, if you work for me, I'm afraid you won't even

have the northwest wind to drink."

"There will be a way out."

Sophie turned back, pointing to the door.

Vivian also turned around and looked over, and then saw that there was Morris standing at the

entrance of the company.

When he suddenly appeared, Vivian withdrew her arm that was resting on Sophie's shoulder and

asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

"What, have you forgotten the contract you signed with me?"

Morris stood pensively, his cold eyes glancing at her as he stepped in, "A project I invested several

million in collapsed before it even started operating. No need to ask my opinion?"

"I ......"

Vivian was speechless for a moment, not really knowing how to reply to Morris’ words.

He did have a stake in the Wedding Company and had rented the tenth floor next door, ready to make

a big splash.

However, he had stopped the renovations next door for personal reasons and had never come back.

Vivian thought that Morris would no longer care about this project partnership.

So from the time of the accident until now, she hadn't even thought that Morris would still pick up the

project and continue doing it.

"According to the original contract, I am the majority shareholder of the company. Here, I still have the

final say."

Morris walked in and looked around at the battered shop, which looked like it had been bombed by a

cannon and could have been called a Syrian battlefield.

He wanted a place to sit, but couldn't find one.

"Bring a chair over here."

He raised his hand and pointed to a chair, indifferently saying.

Sophie nodded at once, "Wait a moment, Mr. Morris, I'll give you ......"

"You stand still!"

Morris shouted, and his finger pointed at Vivian, "You, go and bring the chair over to me."

"I ......"

Being used by him as a subordinate, Vivian was unconvinced.

But on second thought, since Morris had secretly helped her so much, this request wasn't too much to

ask.

"Okay, I'll go and get you a chair."

She turned around and walked to a corner, found a chair, took a rag and wiped it clean, then placed it

in front of Morris, "I wonder what you want to teach me."

The man sat on the chair, his legs folded, leaning back slightly, his fingers crossed on his stomach, just

like a Boss sitting, with an impetuous and domineering air in his bones.

Despite the languor of his posture, he had the oppressive chill of the awakening king of the jungle

beasts.

"Have you, as the person in charge of the encounter, after this incident, analyzed the problematic

points?" He questioned.

Vivian nodded, "It was our dereliction of duty, not checking the equipment properly that caused this

problem."

"Don't trip over the same stone. You, on the other hand, belong to the unique exception, the one who is

stupid enough to trip over the same stone twice."

The man reprimanded her without leaving any room for error.

When she was reprimanded, Vivian felt upset, "I don't know. It's not all my fault, after all, it's easy to

hide behind a gun, but it's hard to guard against hidden arrows, who knew that Hunter could do so

many things secretly behind the scenes."

"A mistake is a mistake! Everyone only looks at the ending, not the process."

Morris’ face was chilled with the majesty of a superior, "Fortunately, this time only Elis was injured by

the bomb, if the bomb had been more powerful, all the people at the entire wedding venue would have

died. At that time, who do you think will listen to your so-called explanation?"

Vivian's hand hanging at her side tightened slightly, and her eyes that were staring straight at Morris

gradually narrowed in anger.

She blinked her eyes, and a hint of guilt and remorse appeared on her face.

Although Morris’ words were very unpleasant, they were true.

Indeed.

There were not so many excuses in the world, and the crowd had even less time to listen to

explanations but just wanted to see the results.

"Yes, I should be responsible."

Vivian slowly hung her head, not arguing again.

The men had expected Vivian to be furious when she was reprimanded in such an unbridled manner,

but who knew that she would not say a word, allowing herself to be reprimanded.

Such obedience, on the contrary, made Morris uncomfortable, and even heartbroken.

"From today onwards, you will be in charge of the wedding company's equipment and check the safety

issues. Should any further problems arise, you are solely responsible."

Morris said as he rose, his biting cold eyes looking askance at her.

Vivian never thought that one day in her own company, there would actually be a demotion.

"What, don't you accept?"

Morris asked rhetorically when he noticed Vivian's angry face.

"No. I made a mistake and willingly accept the punishment."

Vivian willingly accepted Morris’ punishment, "Is there anything else?" She continued to ask.

Only this time, Morris did not answer her question.

Instead, he took a phone call, got up and walked out of the company and drove straight away.

Only after he had left did Sophie cautiously walk over to Vivian's side and ask glamorously, "Vivian, are

you alright? Mr. Morris was so mean just now, it scared me to death."

She sighed and sat down directly on the chair where Morris had just been sitting, saying dejectedly,

"His words were bad, but they were all true."

Good medicine was good for the sick, and words of advice were good for the soul.

"Vivian, you don't really want to start in the equipment team, do you?" Sophie was distressed for Vivian.

But Vivian had an indifferent posture, "It's quite good, starting from scratch to know what you really

lack." NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Vivian was in a smooth state of mind, not only was she not angry, but she felt relieved because of the

appearance of Morris.

Her wedding company could be saved.

After working at the wedding company until the evening, Vivian saw that it was almost time, so she left

early, went to the mall to buy some nutritional products, and drove to the old mansion.

After a few days of absence, Vivian suddenly felt in a different state of mind when she came here

again.

"Vivian, you're here."

Vivian had just gotten out of the car when Mike's car pulled up beside her, and he stepped out of the

car with Yara by his side.

"Uncle Mike, Yara, you are here too."

She was muttering in her heart.

What did he mean by bringing Yara with him this time?

Could it be that he wanted to make his heart known to Madame Cheal and then confess his love to

Yara?

Impossible.

The possibility of that was almost zero.

"What are you looking at me with this look in your eyes, surprised to see me?"

Yara walked up to Vivian, put her arm around her intimately and said with a heated smile, "I begged

Uncle Mike to bring me here, I just want to see Grandma."

The corners of Vivian's mouth twitched, lowering her head and whispering to Yara, "I think you want to

meet your future mother-in-law."