My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 73

In particular, many things in the Cheal's Mansion had been kept their original style. There was a strong ancient atmosphere in it, as if you traveled to ancient times.

On the right wall of the big living room was a door leading to the wing room next door.

Morris Cheal followed his grandma into the wing room and closed the door.

Madame Cheal stood in front of Morris Cheal and looked up at him, "Listen, what kind of woman you find?"

"Grandma, what do you want to say?"

"What do I want to say? From Vivian's word, I think the Lee family is not a good thing."

"Grandma, don't you understand that Vivian Mond makes use of you?"

For this, Morris Cheal was very sensitive and even made him very unhappy.

"I'm her grandmother. How can I be used? What's more, it is I that ask her!" Madame Cheal retorted.

"She knew clearly that grandma has cerebral hemorrhage, and can not be stimulated, but she still tell you so much. She is not simple-minded."

Morris stood straightly, and his handsome face was covered with frost.

"Bullshit!"

Madame Cheal couldn't help but swear, "When do you think telling the truth is tactful? I don't care about others. But you remember you must handle Yoona Lee, or I don't agree her marry in The Cheal."

Madame Cheal didn't ask Morris Cheal to cancel the engagement directly. On the one hand, she considered that Morris "loves" Yoona Lee. On the other hand, she was worried that breaking off the engagement with the Lee family would affect the reputation of the Cheal.

After all, the Cheal was a prestigious big family, and any disturbance would directly affect the company's interests and development.

Morris Cheal also cared about these things, but he cared more about Yoona Lee saving his life.

It was rumored that Morris Cheal was cold and merciless, but in fact he was a loyal man and knew to repay kindness!

"Well, you go out first. I make a phone call." Madame Cheal waved her hand and sat down on the sofa in the wing room.

Morris Cheal walked out of the wing room and closed the door.

He strode to the living room, glanced coldly at Vivian Mond, who was sitting on the sofa, and grabbed her wrist, "Come out with me."

"Ah?"

Vivian Mond was shocked by his sudden action.

But everything was expected.

Morris Cheal pulled Vivian Mond out of the reception room and went to the pavilion in the small garden behind. He pressed her against the pillar with his hand and grabbed her collar with one hand. He said in a deep voice, "Do you achieve your goal?"

The man's handsome face was cold. With just one look, he wanted to devour her. It was very scary.

Vivian Mond remained calm as she looked at him with a smile, "Morris, why are you so angry all of a sudden? She's my grandmother. Isn't it reasonable for me to tell her something?"

She blinked her clear eyes with a faint smile, making Morris feel very dazzling.

Vivian Mond admitted that she said those words to Madame Cheal with a purpose.

But that didn't mean she contact with Madame Cheal and saved Madame Cheal on purpose!

Morris Cheal's sharp eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand to pinch her chin and leaned over to approach her, "Are you provoking me?"

"Ha."

Vivian Mond snorted, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. "Challenge you?"

On Vivian's face, he clearly saw her anger and hatred.

She... Hated him?

"Why don't you speak? Are you feeling guilty?"

Vivian Mond's red lips curled into a slight smile as she said, "Don't be so aloof. Don't think that I should be grateful to you just because you saved me. If grandma don't like me, will you save me? You just treat me as a plaything to make grandma happy."

"Morris Cheal, oh, no, from now on, I should call you 'brother' at all times!"

She put her hands on his shoulders and tilted her head to smile at Morris Cheal, "Brother, we're just taking what we need, so we should play our roles well, right?"

Vivian Mond truly liked Madame Cheal.

She was a grateful person. She would remember Madame Cheal kindness to her in her heart.

Hearing her words, Morris Cheal's face turned livid, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Morris Cheal's heart was inexplicably blocked, making him feel a little breathless and even a little painful.

Was this the reaction of extreme anger?

Morris Cheal clearly felt his anger, but he did not know that under the cover of anger, he felt more pain.

His sincerity turned into all kinds of schemes and even misunderstandings.

Morris Cheal smiled coldly and said, "Very good."

He pinched her chin, raised her head slightly, and said word by word, "Since you know where you are, you should play a good role as a nominal granddaughter."