My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 233 Yara's Secret

"Aren't you going to buy me dinner? I happened to be hungry."

Vivian nonchalantly walked over to where they were just sitting and sat down.

Yara turned to follow, waving to the waiter.

The two casually ordered some food and coffee, which led to a quiet wait for the meal to be served.

"What was your purpose in contacting me in the first place?"

Vivian leaned against the seat, her indifferent gaze looking directly at Yara, her eyes stern.

That look gave Yara some sense of oppression, and she pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer

Vivian.

At that moment, the waitress came over with two cups of coffee.

"Excuse me, your coffee."

The waitress placed the coffee in front of the two of them, her presence giving Yara some respite and

making her mind struggle to find out how to answer the question Vivian asked.

"Actually... ......"

She stammered and explained, "I was there on the day of the wedding, and when I saw you were busy,

I didn't feel like going up to you to say hello. Then I saw the video playing on the big screen, and I ......"

"Get to the point!"

Vivian raised her hand and knocked on the table, aggressively.

"The point? Oh, you mean the mercenaries."

She tilted her head, reached out and scratched her head with her slender fingers, bit her lips with her

teeth, lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, and when she again looked up at Vivian, her eyes

dodged.

Hesitating for a long time, she then said, "I grew up abroad since I was a child, and my identity is rather

mysterious, so I really can't tell you. But last time, those mercenaries did try to kidnap me to go to C

Country, but this group of people today is my men. All I can tell you is that both groups of mercenaries

were once my father's men, but late they defected."

Her explanation left Vivian in the confusion.

"To easily place two groups of mercenaries around you, you must be well off.

I have two questions, one, why did you save me? Two, you're not short of money, yet you're

approaching me with the idea of working with Morris, what's the purpose?"

No wonder after that time when Yara and Morris both worked together successfully, Yara transferred

five million to her directly, double the benefit fee over the original scheduled price.

At that time, Vivian only thought that Yara was more generous, but now it seemed that this person was

really mysterious.

"I saved you because you saved me before, and this time it's to repay you for saving my life. Of course,

it's true that I'm not short of money, but I received a western education and I've never liked to reach out

to my family for money since I was a child, I want to create my 'Yoyo Makeup' brand and don't want to

rely on my parents. Besides, if I ......" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

At that, she sighed, propping her elbows on the tabletop and resting her chin on her face.

The real emotion didn't look like an act.

Vivian's eyebrows drew together slightly, "And then what?"

Suddenly, Yara angrily slammed the table, "And then what? If my brand doesn't reach the result they

want within a year, I have to marry the son-in-law they fancy! He is a foreigner, I don't like him at all, it's

really annoying!"

Vivian's question seemed to have stepped on Yara's sore spot, and she was furious.

Vivian's gaze fell on her, trying to get insight from her eyes.

In the end, she didn’t know if Yara was acting too realistically or if what she said was all true.

Vivian didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

When Yara saw Vivian didn't say anything, she was upset, "What do you mean? Don't you believe

me?"

Pissed off, Yara took out her phone from her pocket and directly clicked opened her phone's WeChat

log, placing it in front of Vivian with a bang, "Here, look, see for yourself!"

Vivian glanced at the phone WeChat records, all of which were some voice.

She raised her eyes to Yara and pointed to her phone screen, Yara understood, "Yeah."

Getting permission, Vivian tapped on a voice~

"Yara, your daddy said for you not to toss and mess with makeup industry, our family is not short of

money. Come back and marry Anthony, you will be the future princess of the C Country, what the hell

are you thinking, you stupid girl? If you don't come back now, your daddy and I will have to deal with

the pressure that Anthony exerts every day, have you ever considered that it's not easy for me and

your daddy?"

Vivian's eyes widened as she listened to the voice inside her phone, feeling like the entire world had

gone silent.

What the fuck was this?

Marrying to Anthony, and she would be future Princess of C Country?

This also meant that Anthony was the prince of C Country.

Vivian had heard a bit about what was going on in C Country, and had seen reports about it on TV.

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but be shocked and said with her jaw dropped, "This Anthony,

couldn't he be the prince of C Country, Anthony William, right?"

This was so fucking metaphysical.

"Of course. ......"

Before Yara could even finish her sentence, she suddenly noticed strange gaze being cast around her,

she swept around and immediately silenced herself.

Leaning forward slightly, she leaned closer to Vivian and whispered, "Who else could it be if not him?"

Vivian raised her eyebrows, looking Yara up and down, her eyes full of questions.

It was quite unpleasant to be distrusted.

Yara was infuriated by Vivian and took out her phone again, opening a video.

Video was playing ......

It was in a private dining room with a backdrop of colored balls, colorful ribbons, and a pile of flowers

on the table in a particularly bewitching way under the flashing lights.

In the middle of the video, the person standing was none other than Yara, and the person standing

opposite her was Anthony William, the prince of C Country.

He held flowers in his hand and confessed his love to Yara.

"Yara, my beautiful lady, will you accept my confession? I want to marry you and make you my wife for

life."

A scream erupted from around the room as Anthony William's words fell.

The people in the video keep getting up in arms~

"Marry him, marry him!"

"Kiss her, kiss her!"

"Wow, so happy."

"Anthony, kiss her."

......

After watching the video, Vivian was shocked and she could never accept Yara's true identity.

She, a country bumpkin, had met Morris in just six months, became the god granddaughter of Madame

Cheal, and now met the fiancée of Prince Anthony of C Country.

It was a shame she did not buy lottery with that kind of luck.

"What are you looking at me for?" Yara wasn't used to Vivian's sharp gaze.

"You mean that the mercenaries who kidnapped you that day were originally your father's men, and

then were paid by Anthony to kidnap you back to C Country and threaten to marry you?"

"Yeah."

Yara sighed as if she was deflated, dropping her face, "You saw that day when you went to my house,

my house is guarded every day, and I usually take a bodyguard with me when I go out during the day.

Today, there was a temporary delay, so I rushed over here to sign a cooperation order with Mr. Lee, but

I didn’t expect you would come. "

She said, while taking the contract out of her bag and flung it on the table, "I went to a lot of trouble to

get the contract done, originally it would be signed in this morning in the city center, but Mr. Lee

temporarily changed his mind and said he had some business over here and had to sign tomorrow, I

was worried, so I forced them to find a restaurant nearby and I rushed all the way over here to sign.

My daddy said that if I could open up the market in the country in a year's time and prove my viability,

he'd block Anthony's forced marriage to me! Otherwise, what am I bothering with!"