My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 989 Push Her Down The Stairs

With a sigh of relief, Vivian went back to the crowd, pulled out a chair and sat down. Her back was covered in sweat. She was too reckless just then, she thought to herself. She should’ve paid someone else to do it to avoid any risks.

Luckily, Brandon and Janet hadn’t realized it was her. “The rumors going around the company are bogus. Someone clearly doesn’t like seeing Mr. and Mrs. Larson happy and made them all up.” The others joined in the discussion at the table, while Vivian sipped her wine to calm herself down.

Hearing her female colleagues talking nonstop like this was really irritating her. Gossipy women were annoying. The only reason she was staying close to them was to enact her revenge plan.

“What do you think, Vivian?” One of the female colleagues turned to her. She was probably trying to make Vivian agree with them.

This made Vivian very unhappy. She stood up and said, “Excuse me, my clothes have been stained with wine. I’m going to have to leave early tonight. I need to deal with it before the stain sets in.”

One of her male colleagues looked at his watch. “It’s late. Let me drive you home, Vivian.”

Everyone smirked. His intention was blindingly obvious. Vivian curled her lips and looked at him for the first time tonight. He was tall, thin and average looking. He was just another forgettable guy.

Contempt flashed across Vivian’s eyes. She refused his offer politely, “My driver will come and pick me up. You better stay and eat, and enjoy everyone’s company.”

stood and walked away, she could hear

you hear that? ‘My driver will come and

You should really

smiled. Just as she about to reach the

waitress who handed Brandon and Janet their card key of the

ask you something, miss.” the

the way. I have something urgent I have to do. No time

that, she left down the stairs, not bothering

her wrist again. “Did you do that on purpose just then?” The politeness had left her voice. “You asked me to hand over the key card to the

was referring

don’t know what you’re talking about,” Vivian said as she turned

herself that at this point, denying it would solve most of

now that the gentleman who came in

it was just a mistake. But then she found out that Vivian and Derek were not even friends. Besides, when she went to hand over

wallet from her bag, and stuffed a few bills into the waitress’s

She realized she had just been