Millionaire In Love With Me

Empire Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Yara Sain stood in front of the wine bar wrapped in a bath towel, her slender jade fingers holding a crystal goblet, gently shaking the crimson wine in it, looking thoughtfully at Mike Cheal who was on the phone.

“You said Vivian …,” Mike Cheal wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that Yara Sain was also there, and subconsciously looked over.

The four eyes meet with Yara Sain, his eyes are full of conspiracy and calculation written on his face.

Perhaps Mike Cheal also realized that he had overreacted, so he smiled at Yara Sain and lowered his voice while walking towards the bedroom, “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” The person on the other end of the phone swore, “The brothers on hand have found out that Trent Stone has used people to investigate the whereabouts of Vivian’s father.”

This was enough to show the fact that Vivian’s father had been kidnapped.

“Is the person still not found? Do we know who did it?” Mike Cheal was desperate to know who had kidnapped Lincoln and was working against The Cheal family.

The man on the other end of the line shook his head, “Not sure yet.”

“Go find out.” Mike Cheal said and hung up the phone.

Clutching the phone in his hand, Mike Cheal walked to the bedroom’s floor-to-ceiling window and gazed into the distance, deep in thought.

Now that Morris is not in L City, and Vivian’s father is missing, is this a perfect opportunity?

With a plan in mind, Mike Cheal raised his eyebrows, smiled contemptuously, and turned to walk out of the bedroom.

“Yara …”

He called Yara Sain’s name affectionately, walked up to her, raised his hand to hook her chin, kissed her on the lips, “I have a temporary matter need to go back to the company, you have also worked hard, have a good rest day.”

Yara Sain took a sip of red wine and her red lips curved, “Go ahead, I am indeed quite tired.”

“Let’s go, call.”

The man was fully dressed, his suit was straight, he raised his hand and patted her shoulder, his big palm squeezed on her shoulder, turned and left the hotel.

Yara Sain turned back and watched Mike Cheal leave the hotel, and it was only at the moment he closed the door that a deep and complex emotion faintly surfaced on her fair and delicate face, hatred flickering in her pupils.

She leaned against the bar for two minutes before withdrawing her thoughts and walking to the bedroom, where she felt something from somewhere behind the TV and clutched it in her hand.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

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Chinshin Villa.

Vivian rushed back from the office, mother Anika saw Vivian walk into the hall, while wiping tears, walked towards her, tears, “Oooh … daughter, you are finally back, your father… … your father he, he …”

The sobbing Anika couldn’t say a complete word, just tugging Vivian’s arm and crying.

Seeing her mother’s heartbroken appearance, Vivian was heartbroken and raised her hand to wipe her tears, “Mom, don’t worry, I’ll get my dad back.”

She was adopted by the Lincolns, and sometimes Vivian even wondered if the couple had adopted other children, would the couple have lived a more peaceful and happy life?

Without her and Morris, they wouldn’t have had to go through so many ups and downs.

Margarita Jones, on the other side of the room, felt self-conscious at the sight.

Her brow knitted, her fists clenched at her side, and she turned and walked out of the hall.

Vivian was soothing her own mother and did not notice Margarita Jones leaving.

“Auntie don’t cry …”

Scales Aaron came over, handed over a few tissues, coaxed Anika like a child, “Melody will definitely find uncle oh.”

At this time, Madame Cheal sitting on the sofa, sitting upright, cloudy eyes watching Anika mother and daughter, sad frown.