"Got it. You go down first." "

Vivian tried to cool her face down and said to the servant indifferently.

She felt much more at ease knowing that Raymond had gone to work early in the morning.

Left and right is just a deal, and it's better not to involve any other feelings between them.

Just thinking about how Raymond lured her step by step last night and then devoured her, Vivian felt that Raymond was more than just a shrewd businessman in business...

As she went downstairs, Vivian saw the delicious breakfast on the table.

She was stunned for a moment, then sat down and had a bite of porridge.

Since her grandfather's death, the House of Johnson had not waited for her for breakfast, and after a little trick, she made the kitchen cook for her alone.

Vivian stared at a table full of delicious food with a complicated expression and hesitated to pick up her chopsticks.

The servant thought she was not satisfied and said nervously, "Madam, if you find breakfast not to your taste, I'll immediately order the kitchen to redo it."

"No need."

Vivian picked up her chopsticks gracefully to pick up food.

It wasn't House of Johnson, nor was there a spoiled grandfather, and she knew when to stop.

Besides, she didn't want Raymond to think she was a nuisance. If he felt she wasn't fit to be the matriarch of House of Steven and just let her go, wouldn't she be the laughingstock of the whole city?

After hearing this, the servant secretly heaved a sigh of relief and quietly withdrew.

The two masters of the house were so cold that even yesterday's wedding didn't add any warmth to such a large villa.

In the vast room, only the sound of Vivian eating remained. Vivian's expression was calm and composed, showing no sign of discomfort at all.

After the meal, Vivian briefly learned about House of Steven and got a clear understanding of some taboos in the house.

It took her an unconscious morning to truly realize what kind of big family House of Steven was.

As she passed through the kitchen, she heard the servants talk about how she and Raymond had not gone on their honeymoon, and she stopped frowning.

She and Raymond's wedding has caused a big stir in the city. Yesterday's commotion at the wedding can be quieted down, but it's obvious that Raymond went straight to work right after they got married.

Some people with ulterior motives might have imagined her as someone who had no status at House of Steven.

"Is Raymond coming back for lunch?"

A servant who had just come out of the kitchen was called out by Vivian.

"Madam, Sir Usually comes back in the evening without any social engagements."

"Well, go ahead and get busy."

So when Vivian appeared in the kitchen, a large group of servants looked somewhat surprised.

Seeing that she was about to cook, they all looked rather pessimistic about her.

"Can't?"

Vivian's quiet eyes looked straight at the servant, and her cold tone carried an air of authority.

The servant was startled by her. Her character and expression were exactly the same as her husband's. No wonder they say no family, no family...

"No... No, madam, he would be very happy if you cooked for him yourself."

The butler chuckled.

Vivian no longer cared about the eyes of the crowd. She was always self-centered and would only prove her ability through her actions, never bothered by much nonsense.

She looked at the ingredients in the fridge and made a lunch with a mix of meat and vegetables.

She was so skillful, from washing the vegetables to lifting the spoon and serving the plate in one go that the servant couldn't help but stare.

Vivian wiped the sweat off her forehead and then took out her lunch box and began to serve.

She looked somewhat cute in her pink apron, but unfortunately, there was not a trace of smile on her pretty face, which was rather cold.

After getting it done, Vivian hesitated for a moment and then called Raymond.

"What is it?"

His voice was as cold as ever, and Vivian could not have imagined that it was him who had lured her into the trap with his dirty words last night.

"Vivian, my time is precious. If nothing happens, I'll hang up."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Raymond said coldly.

"... Hey, wait. I've cooked for you. Are you at the company? Shall I deliver it right now?"

Vivian's bright eyes were calm and her tone was normal. She didn't seem very attentive, nor did she start by asking Raymond why she didn't take her on the honeymoon or something like that.

She is indeed a person who knows how to measure, but...

"I've already asked my assistant to order lunch."

Apparently Raymond knew that she wasn't just trying to deliver food to him.

Vivian paused for a moment. Did she imply that she had been rejected?

Could it be that she would have to be coquettish and say she missed him before going to the company?

But isn't that just too hypocritical?

Vivian's face turned even bluer as she thought about it.

She has only been spoiled by her grandfather when she was a child...

"... We agreed before that I would be a competent Mrs. Steven, delivering meals is the most basic thing."

Raymond couldn't help but chuckle.

Vivian, who wouldn't give in even in front of him, makes one want to see her at a disadvantage.

He was well aware of Vivian's resistance to him last night and knew that she had not yet adapted to the role of Mrs. Steven, so that she could be so eager to come to the company, of course, not because of him.

Raymond narrowed his sharp eyes, a mocking flash of light, and suddenly he didn't want her to come over so easily.

"Vivian, if you're not feeling well, just rest at home for a couple of days before going out."

Raymond said, and Vivian blinked in puzzlement. When did she feel unwell?

After a while, she suddenly came to her senses...

She remembered that Raymond had told the servant before he left that she was not feeling well and that she should sleep a little longer...

"You, you..."

In an instant, Vivian blushed and was too shy to speak for a long time. How could she be so domineering?

Raymond curved his eyes. He could imagine how wonderful Vivian's expression must have been at this moment.

"Raymond, we agreed that it was just a business relationship, last night... Isn't that a bit too much?"

Vivian found herself lost in a couple of jokes from Raymond, and with the recollection of last night's scenes in her mind, she couldn't help but feel annoyed, and her tone was inevitably cold and impatient.

Hearing her words, Raymond's eyes became solemn, and the ease in his brows vanished.

Was she in such a hurry to draw a line with him?

He never had any interest in joking with anyone else, but it was different with Vivian, who was his wife!

After Vivian said this, Raymond found it rather dull. After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "Well, then you do it."

With that, he hung up the phone, not even understanding why he was so angry for no reason.

Vivian didn't notice anything. In her opinion, it would be abnormal if Raymond became gentle one day.

Since she had decided to do something at the company, she had to dress up well.

A deep blue base dress that was dignified, long, beautiful black hair that fell straight down, and a face with light makeup that was even more beautiful.

Red cherry lips, seductive eyes, a cold face, and an ordinary dress all exuded a seductive charm on her.

Vivian has never been proud of her beauty, but of her unwavering determination to do what she wants.