The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 592

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 l*ps 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.”

When Vivian stood and walked away, she could hear everyone joking behind her back.

“Did you hear that? ‘My driver will come and pick me up.’ Stop coveting Vivian!”

the Turner couple’s adopted daughter. You should really

as she about

who handed Brandon and Natalie their

to ask you something, miss.” the waitress said,

said, “Get out of the way. I have something urgent I have to do.

down the stairs, not bothering to wait for the

“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 lady and the

referring

know what you’re talking about,” Vivian said as she turned back to look

at this point,

just now that the gentleman who came in later and the lady you were talking about are a real couple. You

out that Vivian and Derek were not even friends. Besides, when

took out her wallet from her bag, and stuffed a few bills into the waitress’s hands.

stupid. She realized she had just been

the couple. Now! You might have

insane? Just take the money and leave me alone!” Vivian shook of her hand

waitress gone. During the struggle, Vivian gave her a hard push. The waitress lost her balance and tumbled down the

looked down the stairs, fear in her eyes. The waitress was lying motionless on the ground. Blood was slowly pooling around

approached the waitress. Reaching out her trembling hand, she measured her pulse. It was very weak,