John raised his eyebrows slightly and rubbed the thin rim of his cup with the pads of his fingers, saying nothing.

The man's eyes flickered as if John didn't believe in his ability, and he continued, "You go out and find out that I'm a master of both the underworld and the law here. There's nothing I can't do..."

John's sharp, cold eyes fixed on the man: "Do you know Vivian?"

He stole a few glances at John and said, "Of course I know. Is there anyone in this city who doesn't know her? She's the envy of all women, the daughter of House of Johnson, and now married to House of Steven. She's really glamorous!"

John looked rather impatient. He was very unhappy to hear people outside praising Vivian like this.

The young man, upon seeing John's expression, knew that his flattery had hit the horse's leg. Although he was puzzled in his heart, he still chuckled a few times: "That..." That... She isn't really that good either."

"I want you to ruin her reputation and let everyone know that she is vain and ungrateful." John didn't keep him in suspense and just spoke out.

"This... It's a bit difficult." The young man almost thought he had misheard, was this his father?

Besides, Vivian is Raymond's wife. Who isn't afraid of Raymond?

If he spreads rumors about Vivian, wouldn't he be digging up the earth on the head of him- living impatiently!

John is so shrewd and cunning. He knows what the other is hesitating about and what he is afraid of.

He said confidently, "Don't worry. If something happens, I'll protect you. I'm her biological father. Raymond's marriage to that bitch is just a marriage between House of Steven and House of Johnson. How could a man like Raymond like people?"

Seeing that the other person was a little loose, he went on, "If you do this well, I'll give you five million."

Money is all evil, it has always been. After all, money can make the devil grind.

At the hearing of five million, the man's eyes suddenly shone and he said obsequiously, "Mr. John, you are really generous! Put a hundred hearts at ease. Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow, I'll make Vivian as notorious as a rat crossing the street, and everyone will beat her up."

"Oh?" John raised his eyebrows at him and asked in a deep voice, "Are you so sure?"

The young man shook the wine glass in his hand, and his voice turned smug.

"Mr. John, don't forget that we specialize in this business. The media network is so advanced that my subordinates know exactly what to do."

John gave him a suspicious look, stood up, threw a card at him and walked towards the door: "There are two million in it. I'll transfer you three million when it's done. The password is six 1s. I'll wait for your good news."

When Vivian woke up, she felt like the sky had changed.

As soon as she opened her phone, she was bombarded with a flood of news, and the headline news was her!

The First unfilial daughter of Frances - Vivian, the daughter of House of Johnson, sold herself to House of Steven for Money and Turned against her Mother's family

This must have been done by John!

The glaring headline of the scandal burned Vivian's eyes, and she clenched her fists, not expecting John to be so insidious and cunning.

It's said that a tiger doesn't eat its own cubs, but he treated himself like this.

Vivian didn't bother to dress up either. She just washed a little and rushed out.

Her top priority now is to settle accounts with John!

As she rushed downstairs, Vivian caught sight of Raymond.

Yet... She couldn't help stiffening there.

In the spacious living room, Raymond was not alone. Another figure sitting on the sofa was looking at her as if she were an alien.

Without looking back, Raymond knew it was Vivian and said to the suspicious man, "Vivian, my wife."

After a while, as if speaking to Vivian, "This is the lawyer of the House of Steven Group."

Vivian clearly still hasn't come to her senses, standing there in a daze.

The lawyer, who had been sitting stiffly, was stunned at that moment. "Madam President?"

Seeing the lawyer looking at her as if she had seen a ghost, Vivian almost instinctively wanted to smile, but immediately realized that the situation was not right and held back, and simply greeted with a faint expression, "Hello."

"You should know that you're now all over Frances," she said. Raymond finally raised his eyes and said coldly to Vivian, who had come up to him.

"Um." She knew she was causing trouble for House of Steven again and spoke with less confidence than usual.

Seeing her obedient and submissive look, Raymond snorted coldly, "How are you going to handle it?" "

She recognized Raymond's tone, the unusually young man who was astonishingly powerful in the business world, with a smile on his lips but no warmth at all, just casually sitting in the chair opposite, and his gestures were oppressive.

"I don't know." Vivian answered quickly. She didn't have the power to do everything, so she had to tell the truth.

Raymond did not speak any more, but the corners of his thinned lips had unknowingly tightened.

The lawyer, who had been sitting beside him, knew it was a sign that he was about to lose his temper and grumbled.

He was in a dilemma as a subordinate when it came to the boss's family affairs.

Getting involved could be fatal, but if he doesn't mediate, he might be hated by the president's wife.

After some thought, he stood up and hurriedly explained for Vivian: "President, this must be someone deliberately framing the lady..."

Raymond's eyes were dull, showing no particular mood swings.

"Go ahead and press down all the news! You only have two hours."

Vivian stood aside without saying a word, just quietly watching the emperor-like man sort out the mess for her.

She knew that if he was willing to take action, the matter would surely be covered up, and she had faith in him. Relieved, she felt a little hungry, so she got up and went to the kitchen to bring back some food to eat.

Raymond, who had been seriously arranging things, was disturbed by all kinds of noises she made.

Turning his head to look at her, he saw Vivian lowering her head to eat wontons on her own, treating him as air, raising an eyebrow, and without any surprise, picking up a bowl of wine osmanthus dumplings from the table, taking a spoon and gently scooping up one, putting it in his mouth and eating slowly.

The series of movements were so elegant that Vivian, who had been ignoring him, opened her eyes and said, "I've eaten this bowl."

"I can't eat it?" He ate another round.

Yes, yes, yes. Everything in the house is yours, breakfast is yours, and I am yours." Vivian, seeing how powerful he was today, immediately raised her hand in surrender.

The lawyer let go of his worries and was almost amused by the couple's conversation.

Raymond turned to him, with a chill in his eyes: "Is it done?" Otherwise, why would he still be here and not leave?

The lawyer was so frightened by Raymond's gaze that he swallowed his laughter and vanished like a flash of fire.

Time flows quietly, each doing its own thing.

Before nightfall, all the previous scandals about Vivian on the Internet and TV seem to have evaporated and are nowhere to be found.

Vivian, feeling grateful, pushed Raymond's door open.

Seeing her come in, Raymond raised his head and leaned back lazily in his chair, unbuttoning the top of his shirt to reveal his strong chest.

At this moment, his complex eyes gazed deeply into her, and after a long while, he moved his lips: "Knock."

Vivian was stunned for a moment and realized that she had lost her composure. She had a crush on Raymond, oh my god!

"I'm sorry." She bit her lip and tried to get out.

Then Raymond said slowly, "What is it?"

Vivian, who was feeling ashamed at the moment, said, "Thank you," and rushed out of his study in a panic.