Novel Square
Chapter 155
Chapter 155
Chapter 155 Going to Talk to Vivi
After Boris asked his question, he stared at Mr. Zern with his deep eyes.
With inexplicable expectations, the words that Ziana had spoken to him came to his mind.
The words were exactly the same, the same tone of voice, and he had an intuition that she was skilled in medicine.
Could it be that Ziana was the person who had saved him five years ago?
He remembered the strange familiarity he had felt when he first met her three years ago.
All these seemingly unrelated details coincidentally came together.
His throat was a bit dry as he repeated, “What was her reaction?”
Mr. Zern didn’t understand why the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and truthfully said, “Miss Scott said you’re an a*shole.”
“What?”
“An… as*hole.”
“An a*shole?” Boris felt like a deflated balloon upon hearing this, “Besides that, what else did she
say?”
“She said you disgusted her, that you were annoying.”
Boris gritted his teeth, “Anything else?”
“She said she wanted to tie you up and beat you to vent her anger!”
Boris almost laughed out loud, “How dare she!”
Mr. Zern felt the rising anger and didn’t dare to say anything. He looked down and began to play
dead.
Boris saw him like this and paused, taking a deep breath. “Did she say anything else?”
“No…” Mr. Zern cleared his throat. “Mr. Lewis, I just wanted to tell you that you shouldn’t go today. Miss Scott is angry and doesn’t want to see you.” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
Boris glared at him, “Who said I wanted to see her?”
Mr. Zern was confused, “Isn’t this road only leading to Miss Scott’s villa?”
“What’s it to you? Do I have to see her if I walk down this road? Can’t I walk there and then walk back?” Boris sneered coldly, “She doesn’t want to see me, and I don’t want to see her either. Who cares! Does she think she’s a goddess that I’m dying to catch a glimpse of her?”
Mr. Zern dared not speak.
Nell waved her hand towards Mr. Zern.
Mr. Zern didn’t want to suffer any longer and quickly ran away.
After everyone left, Nell, who always enjoyed a good spectacle, asked without any regard for consequences, “Mr. Lewis, are you still going to see the Mrs. Lewis?”
“What’s there to go see?” Boris scowled, “To get beaten up?”
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He commanded impatiently, “You go ahead and escort the bloggers over. If she asks, tell her I’m very busy and don’t have time to see her.”
Nell was used to his way of doing things. He responded, “Okay, Mr. Lewis. Is there anything else. you need me to bring?”
Boris thought of the way she couldn’t wait to leave him at the end of the Coupling Reality Show and
felt angry again, “Do I have that much to say to her?”
Nell nodded, “Okay, Mr. Lewis. I’ll take them over now.”
“Hmm,” Boris lit a cigarette, “Go.”
Ten minutes later.
Nell and a few people arrived at the villa.
Ziana saw them and her expression wasn’t friendly, “Get to the point of why you’re here today in
three sentences.”
Nell could tell he wasn’t well-liked and cleared his throat lightly, “These are the video bloggers who released those videos slandering you as mistress in the relationship. Mr. Lewis asked us to bring them here to you to deal with.”
Ziana understood and asked, “So he took them away beforehand?”
Nell noticed her tone. “Did you go out to catch them, too, Mrs. Lewis?”
“What Madam?” Yudel corrected him unhappily, “Call her Miss Scott.”
Nell smirked.
Ziana chuckled, “Who asked him to interfere? He only made things worse. Because he got involved, I didn’t catch the person and wasted my whole day getting angry. Is he so free all day?”
Nell relayed what he had been instructed to say, “Mr. Lewis said that if you asked, he is very busy and doesn’t have time to see you.”
“If he comes, I’ll beat him up.” Ziana gave him a cool glance. “Leave the people here, and you can
go.”
Nell came out of the villa and found Boris waiting at the front gate.
He was leaning against the wall, smoking and looking bored.
When he heard Nell’s approach, he furrowed his brow and looked over with a complex and obscure emotion in his eyes, which seemed to be a mix of loneliness and mockery.
Nell hurried over, but before she reached him, Boris asked, “Did she say anything?”
“Mrs. Lewis said you’re good at making a mess of things,” Nell replied, “She accused you of meddling in her affairs.”
Boris chuckled and looked at Nell. “And what else?” he asked, “Tell me everything at once!”
“She asked if you’re idle all day long,” Nell said, still feeling nervous, “She also said that if you came, she would have to beat you.”
Boris didn’t show any emotion on his face, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
He rubbed between his brows with a cigarette in his hand, “Didn’t she say anything nice?”
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Nell hesitated for a moment and then spoke in a serious and solemn tone that was different from
her usual one. “Mr. Lewis, to be honest, I think she may really dislike you. She has given up on
you.”
Boris paused for a moment.
Then he looked at Nell.
Nell lowered his head.
Boris’ eyes froze for a moment, and he took a drag on his cigarette. He smiled casually, and couldn’t hear any emotion in his words, “Women are always saying one thing and meaning
another.”
“You know she isn’t that kind of person.”
Boris was silent for a while, and still smiled after a while, “As long as I don’t believe it, she still loves me.”
He had said enough, and Nell knew there was no point in saying anything more.
The bloggers that Boris had sent had similar stories to tell.
They claimed that a representative of Vivi had contacted them, requesting the publication of videos to influence public opinion, and offering payment upon completion of the task.
Yudel checked the account of the person who made the transfer and found out that it was not Vivi.
However, this person had a lot of financial dealings with Vivi in the past.
When Ziana found this person, Yudel immediately went to catch him.
The whole thing went smoothly, and within an hour, the truth came out.
The person who made the transfer was one of Vivi’s personal assistants, who was usually responsible for such secret things.
He did it under Ms. Rose’s orders.
And Ms. Rose was acting on Vivi’s instructions.
“Vivi,” Ziana pronounced her name, her brows furrowed with displeasure, “Yudel, if there is a person who always annoyed you, what will you do?”
Teach her a lesson.”
“Good idea,” Ziana ordered, “Call some people and let’s go talk to her.”
These past few days, she had been feeling a burning rage inside her.
She came to participate in Love 101 by chance, as a way to relax.
She didn’t want to provoke or interfere with anyone, but there were always people who treated her
as a thorn in their side and made things difficult for her.
She didn’t want to argue with them because their lives would be ruined if she did.
Sisily was an example.
But if they caused trouble again and again, it would be their own fault.
An hour later.
Night fell.
Several luxury Ferraris parked outside Vivi’s villa.