My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 258 Sue Made Tricks Again

Philip noticed her too, "Is it because Vivian is here today, that's why you're here, Morris? I remember

that normally you're not interested in this kind of jewellery exhibition at all."

He hit the nail on the head, but received a warning glare from Morris in return.

Philip cowered, remembering the afternoon when he was thrown into the lift by Ethan, and immediately

silenced.

Just curious, since Vivian was here, where was she now?

Ivana's models took to the stage one after another, and with the music and stage lighting, everything

went quite smoothly, the last model to come out was Vivian.

"Morris, look who it is."

After glancing around and not finding Vivian, Philip looked up and saw the person walking out, with her

short black hair, he knew she was Vivian with just one glance.

After all, Yoona has waist-length chestnut hair, so it was easy to be distinguished.

When Philip saw Vivian, Morris’ gaze also looked over.

Under the stage lights, Vivian was wearing high heels, light make-up, a grey and black bustier dress, a

large bow with bright dots on the side of her waist, which looked like a river of stars under the lights.

Her already tall figure, coupled with her popularity in L City, could be said to have amazed the crowd

and brought the scene to uproar upon her appearance.

"Oh my God, is that Yoona?"

"Bullshit, that's Vivian, can't you see that?"

"She is so pretty, and much taller than Yoona."

"Her body shape is much better than Yoona's, especially those plump breasts."

......

The crowd was talking about Vivian.

However, only Yara was the most nervous among them, after all, she knew that Vivian could not model

steps at all and temporarily stepped forward as a model just for the 50,000 payment.

But the next moment, the light fell on Vivian and the moment she walked down the catwalk with her

head held high, Yara was stunned.

Because the showroom was so large, to avoid not being able to see the models and the jewellery they

were wearing, each model came out and was presented directly on the big screen. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

And the moment Vivian came out, with the standard modeling step, lifting her chest and raising her

head, her deep gaze ahead, her look serious.

Her hips were slightly tucked in, her body weight was moderately forward when she walked the model

stride, her knees moved inside when she stepped. There was a slight rub between her feet as she

walked in a straight line, naturally.

Super solid catwalk style and super photogenic, with a recognizable, camera-ready serious face in front

of the big screen.

This was a standard model.

"She lied to me again!"

Yara was so surprised by Vivian that her jaw dropped slightly.

Not only her, but even Morris, Mike, Philip and Arlo, who were sitting across from each other, were

stunned by Vivian's appearance.

"Holy shit, Morris, Vivian is actually a model?" Philip's eyes widened, doubly incredulous.

"When I investigated Vivian, I found that she did know how to model, she even walked in a show at

school, and when she was in college, she modeled part-time to earn money to pay for her tuition."

Arlo suddenly remembered that when he was investigating the matter of Vivian's boyfriend earlier, he

incidentally looked up Vivian's affairs at school.

Only he thought Vivian would be modelling, probably only at the amateur level, but who knew it was

actually so professional!

At the end of his sentence, a sharp gaze from Morris shot at Arlo, as if to say: Why didn't you tell me?

And then he gazed towards the stage, captivated by the 'glittering' woman.

What other surprises did this damn woman have that he didn't know about?

On the contrary, the corners of his lips curled slightly, as if he had seen something that interested him.

"Her models steps are so professionally."

"So Vivian is actually a model, really super photogenic."

"Camera-ready, professional, absolutely professional."

"Damn, she is so beautiful, it feels like all the jewellery she's wearing go dim."

......

Because Vivian had been in the limelight recently, and most of the people who came today are from the

upper class of L City, they knew about her identity.

And many more people were surprised by Vivian's ultra-professional modeling style.

However, just as the crowd was commanded to lament the surprise brought by Vivian, Vivian, who was

walking her modeling steps, violently crooked her feet and fell to her knees on the spot, her knees

hitting the floor with a thud.

At that moment, the scene erupted in a succession of huffing and puffing.

The fall came too suddenly, and Vivian looked down at the catwalk floor, which was cracked by just the

impact.

The high heel suddenly broke. It was a sudden occurrence, and it was only natural that it would fall so

hard.

The music was still going on and the model behind her walked around her and continued on.

Ivana, who was standing backstage, was scared to death.

One moment ago she was amazed at Vivian's superb catwalk style, not realizing that she was a real

model, but the next moment she was so nervous that she couldn't breathe at Vivian’s fall.

On the contrary, the red lips of Sue were slightly hooked, and a little smugness appeared in her eyes:

Vivian, what can you do to fight me?

In the audience, Morris’ brow tightened as he saw Vivian fall hard and he nearly rushed onto the

catwalk, but in the end, restrained himself.

As a model, the catwalk was a sacred place and he should not be present at this time.

However, just when the crowd thought Vivian couldn't get up, they saw her take off her broken heel on

her right foot, carry it in her hand and stand up, bracing herself against the pain in her knee.

Vivian was a little flabby and weak from the pain, but ......

‘Fuck, I can't spit out the 50,000 I've got in my pocket!’

She pursed her lips and took a brief second to collect the expression on her face, returning to the

naturalness, as if she felt no pain.

But by the time she stood up, her knees had turned purple and swollen, so you can imagine how hard

the fall had been.

Vivian endured the pain, put one hand on her waist, carried her high heels with the other, and just kept

on walking with one foot on her high heels and her right foot on tiptoe.

Even without a shoe on one foot, she kept her stage presence steady, like a veteran of the catwalk.

And the one shoe carried in her hand, with the laces hanging on the back of her hand and the heel in

her hand, not only did she not look awkward, but she was like carrying a bag, valiant and beautiful!

Walking to the front of the catwalk, she paused, posed, tossed her heels behind her shoulders, lifted

her shoulders slightly and smiled.

In that moment, it was as if she was plastered with a halo of light that made her the centre of attention

on stage.

The smile with the shoe thrown back behind her shoulders was particularly provocative, charming and

attractive.

Afterwards, Vivian turned around and walked towards the centre of the catwalk, but when she passed

Yara, she tossed her high heels to Yara in passing.

That one careless gesture, dashing in its handsomeness, stunned the crowd again.

Walking to the centre of the catwalk, Ivana also walked over and stood with Vivian in front of the

host.