Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 989

With a sigh of relief, Vivian went back to the crowd, pulled out a chair and sat down. Her back was covered in sweat. She was too reckless just then, she thought to herself. She should've paid someone else to do it to avoid any risks.

Luckily, Brandon and Janet hadn't realized it was her.

"The rumors going around the company are bogus. Someone clearly doesn't like seeing Mr. and Mrs. Larson happy and made them all up." The others joined in the discussion at the table, while Vivian sipped her wine to calm herself down.

Hearing her female colleagues talking nonstop like this was really irritating her. Gossipy women were annoying. The only reason she was staying close to them was to enact her revenge plan.

"What do you think, Vivian?" One of the female colleagues turned to her. She was probably trying to make Vivian agree with them.

This made Vivian very unhappy. She stood up and said, "Excuse me, my clothes have been stained with wine. I'm going to have to leave early tonight. I need to deal with it before the stain sets in."

One of her male colleagues looked at his watch. "It's late. Let me drive you home, Vivian."

Everyone smirked. His intention was blindingly obvious.

Vivian curled her lips and looked at him for the first time tonight. He was tall, thin and average looking. He was just another forgettable guy.

Contempt flashed across Vivian's eyes. She refused his offer politely, "My driver will come and pick me up. You better stay and eat, and enjoy everyone's company."

When Vivian stood and walked away, she could hear everyone joking behind her back.

"Did you hear that? 'My driver will come and pick me up.' Stop coveting Vivian!"

"Vivian is the Turner couple's adopted daughter. You should really forget about it and keep eating."

Hearing the laughter behind her, Vivian smiled. Just as she about to reach the elevator, someone grabbed her hand.

She turned to see the waitress who handed Brandon and Janet their card key of the suite.

"I want to ask you something, miss." the waitress said, her tone polite.

Vivian shook of the waitress's hand. She frowned and said, "Get out of the way. I have something urgent I have to do. No time to waste."

And with that, she left down the stairs, not bothering to wait for the elevator.