My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 11

Seeing Trent, Vivian felt tightened and scared.

She didn't forget she flooded Morris Cheal's apartment a few hours ago.

"Haha, Trent, what a coincidence."

She looked at Trent with an awkward smile. She took out her phone, quickly searched for Madame Cheal's phone number, and sent her a message.

As soon as the message was sent, Trent snatched her phone.

"Trent, what are you doing?"

Vivian pretended to be angry.

Trent didn't even look at Vivian's phone, and handed it directly to the bodyguard behind him. He said indifferently, "Please."

He led Vivian to the side.

When the door of the car was opened, Vivian bent down and got in the car. She saw a calm man sitting in the car with his eyes closed.

Her heart was pounding.

She swallowed hard and smiled obsequiously. "Mr. Cheal, are you... looking for me?"

The man tilted his head slightly and opened his eyes. He said with his sharp eyes looking at Vivian,"Have you thought about how to die?"

The man only said such a few words.

His tone was extremely calm, as if he was saying that the weather was very good today.

However, these words determined Vivian's life with a kind of king's contempt.

"Haha... Of course, I want to... die of old age."

Vivian smiled toward the man, but she silently chided Morris Cheal's ancestors in her mind.

The man crossed his fingers and placed them on his abdomen. He tapped the back of his hand with his slender fingers and said, "Trent, go."

"Ah? Where are you going?"

Vivian panicked.

While she was asking questions, Trent got in the car and started the car.

Morris Cheal closed his eyes again and did not speak.

She looked at Trent and asked," Special Assistant Stone, where are we going?"

"Hospital."

"Hospital?"

Vivian's face turned pale and felt nervous.

Thinking that Morris Cheal said he would cut her uterus today, she became more and more afraid.

She had never been afraid of anyone for so many years, but she had to admit that she was really afraid of Morris Cheal.

It's over, it's over...

Vivian leaned weakly against the seat, not even struggling to survive.

She was waiting for Madame Cheal's call.

Ring-

The bell suddenly rang. Vivian was pleasantly surprised to see Morris Cheal pick up his phone.

She leaned over and glanced at the screen. It was Madame Cheal's number.

"Grandma, save me. Morris Cheal is going to cut off my...um..."

Vivian shouted for help, but before she could finish her words, the man grabbed her by the neck and covered her mouth.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!"

Morris' sharp gaze shot towards her, and there was a chilling chill in his eyes.

Vivian nodded like a rattle.

Since Madam Cheal had already called, she had nothing to be afraid of.

"Grandma, what's the matter?"

Morris picked up the phone and asked.

"Where are you, guy? Where do you want to take Vivian to?"

Morris Cheal, "..."

Silence.