My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 996 Weird Drunkenness

After Sean drank from his glass, he seemed much more depressed than before.

Vivian slowly chewed her food before picking up another glass and taking a sip of wine. She then looked at Sean’s sad face, knowing that there was definitely something going on between him and Estella.

She still had to thank her, though. If Estella and Sean hadn’t had a dispute, Vivian wouldn’t have had a chance to drug Sean’s drink.

“Your pasta is getting cold if you don’t start eating now,” Vivian said as she wiped her mouth with a napkin. She then flashed Sean a smile.

Now, all she needed to do was to wait for the drug to take effect. It would take a while, though. The drug could make people sluggish, much like how drunk people act. “I’ll eat,” Sean replied, giving her a shy smile.

“Okay.” Vivian nodded and took another sip of her wine. “Didn’t you ask me about my relationship with Miss Turner? I actually met her before I went abroad.”

Hearing that, Sean focused his attention on her as he asked, “It seems like you and Miss Turner got along well when she was alive.”

behalf of the Larson Group’s charity programs. Although when I talked to her, I did have a feeling that she was a very kind person. During the time I was abroad, I always looked forward to going back home and meeting her again. I didn’t expect that the time we parted at the airport when I went abroad would be the last time we met each other,” Vivian explained, her voice slowly-

continued, “Let’s not talk about this. I

Charis had already passed away, there were still rumors in the Larson Group that she had gone crazy during her

Sean while they chatted. Eventually, both of them finished a bottle of wine, which caused them

so

while,” Vivian said

beforehand. He had a good temper, a clean background, and was disciplined. He had only been in love a few times.

to find a whore from a nightclub to sleep with

so he stood up and paid the bill. He then looked at Vivian and said, “It’s

control himself now even though he was dizzy. He was the type of person who

to you. She’s a family to us orphans,” Vivian said, tears streaming down

to her. “If Miss Turner was still alive, she wouldn’t want to see you

arms and sobbed. She wasn’t actually that emotional. She was just stalling time—anxiously waiting for the drug to affect

happen, she had to convince him