My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 62

Vivian knew that no matter how bold these people were, they wouldn't dare to shoot on the dock.

As a result, she fought with the two men.

In just a few minutes, she beat them down. Then she quickly chased after the other two men and kicked away the man on Yara's right. As a result, the other man put his arms around Yara's waist and leaned his clothes against her waist. He said to Vivian, "If you dare to go forward again, I'll kill her."

Beneath his clothes was a fatal pistol!

"Okay, just do it."

Vivian shrugged her shoulders in an indifferent manner.

She knew that Yara must be very important to them, or they would not have spent so much effort to take Yara from Australia to Canada.

If they had wanted to kill her, they would have done it a long time ago. They wouldn't have waited until then.

"Ah, then I'll kill you first!"

As he spoke, the man pointed the gun at Vivian's face. However, because the gun was covered with clothes, no one noticed the situation there.

"Really? Then let's see if your bullets are faster me..."

As Vivian spoke, she raised her hand to get the pistol on her back. At that time, she heard footsteps behind her, so she kicked the person behind her directly.

However, the man easily dodged the kick.

Vivian had already pulled out her gun. Before she could aim her gun at the man, she found that the man standing in front of her was... "Morris?! You, why are you here?"

She looked at Trent, who was standing next to Morris, and couldn't help but be stunned.

At that time, more than a dozen people in suits and leather shoes directly surrounded the mercenaries.

"Vivian, don't worry about me. Just leave. They won't hurt me."

Yara, who was being held hostage, felt Vivian's 'righteous' and did not want to get her in trouble again.

Morris raised his left hand and crooked his finger. A dozen bodyguards surrounded these mercenaries.

Vivian looked at his cold face and remembered that she had removed her makeup, revealing her natural face...

Her face was exactly the same as Yoona's.

Morris took a step forward and lifted her chin. He looked down at her with cold eyes and examined her face from left to right.

There was a complicated look in his eyes. "Is there anything more I don't know?"

Just as a woman who looked exactly the same as Yoona passed him, Morris saw her running away and instantly understood everything.

She was Vivian instead of Yoona.

Only that Vivian was Yoona's younger sister, could he connect all the things together.

But at that moment, when Morris stood in front of Vivian, he was still a little surprised when he saw her delicate and beautiful cheeks. She was naturally beautiful.

It turned out that there was such a peerless beauty hidden under her dark face, which was full of spots.

Vivian had no intention of hiding anything from Morris. After all, she had initially changed her appearance because she was threatened by the Lee Family.

She frowned and said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with me whether you know."

As she spoke, she took out another gun hidden behind her back and skillfully unloaded the bullets. She stuffed the two pistols into the hands of the two mercenaries who were beaten down by Morris' subordinates.

Yara got free from the men and ran towards Vivian. She hugged her and said, "I'm scared to death. Vivian, you're so gallant."

"He..."

Trent looked at Morris and thought back to how his boss had gone on a business trip to Canada during the days when Vivian had gone missing. He had worked so hard that it only took him five days to get back.

Then, they sent people to track down Vivian's whereabouts. As soon as he learned where the cruise ship would park that he rushed over to save her.

However, Trent had never imagined that Vivian would have such an incomparably beautiful face.

"No... Nothing." Trent didn't dare to say much.

Yara walked up to Morris and bowed. "Although you just came to save your sister, you saved me. Thank you any way."

Morris remained indifferent. "I just saved you by the way. There's no need to thank me."

As he spoke, he was about to turn and leave.

However, Vivian's arm was still on his neck. Morris grabbed her arm and took her hand. He strode forward with her hand in his hand. "Come home with me."

His hot palm wrapped around her little cold hand. His skin was so close to hers that Vivian could even feel the sweat on his palm.

But...

"Hey, Morris, let go of me. I'm just your nominal sister. If others see you do like this, we would be misunderstood."

She struggled to get rid of his hands.

But no matter how hard she struggled and resisted, she couldn't shake off Morris' palm.

Morris stopped and looked at her coldly. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? You can shoot a person with a gun. Are you scared of me?"