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!”

“Vivian is the Turner couple’s adopted daughter. You should really forget about it and keep eating.”

she about to

see the waitress who handed Brandon and Natalie their card

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

hand. She frowned and said, “Get out of the

stairs, not bothering to

she caught up to Vivian, she grabbed her wrist again. “Did you do that on purpose just then?”

referring to Natalie

know what you’re talking about,” Vivian said as she

at this point, denying it would solve

just now that the gentleman who came in later and the

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

stuffed a few bills into the waitress’s hands. “Just

wasn’t stupid. She realized she had just been used

to go and tell the couple. Now! You might have just cost me my job!” The waitress held

shook of her hand aggressively. Vivian couldn’t remember meeting anyone quite this

gone. During the struggle, Vivian gave her a hard push. The waitress lost

in her eyes. The waitress was lying motionless on the ground. Blood

out her trembling hand, she measured her pulse. It