Chapter 90
Billionaire’s Sweet Wife
O Although she had made up her mind, Vivian still couldnât keep cool. Since the dishes. were served, she had been staring at the steak in front of her and slowly cutting it into small pieces with a knife and fork.
By contrast, the two men were much more casual.
âMr. Larson, I havenât had time to thank you for your help before. You were right. After the adjustment according to your formula, itâs exactly the same as before. Now the factory has been put into normal production and operation. Although the delivery time was delayed for a few days, at least thereâs still time to make up for it, and the customer also expressed understanding. These are all your credits, and I really want to thank you.â Julian raised his glass and thanked Mike sincerely.
Mike smiled faintly and replied, âItâs no big deal.â
He also raised his glass. The sound of the glass bumping gently made Vivian sit upright suddenly.
âWhatâs wrong?â Keenly aware of her reaction, Julian immediately put down the glass and asked with concern.
She shook her head and answered with a smile, âNothing. Iâm just a little tired. Itâs okay. Keep chatting.â
âYou need to have a good rest.â He glanced at the plate in front of her and continued, âStop cutting it.
Eat some. Come on!â
Julian forked a small piece of steak to Vivianâs lips but she hesitated.
In the past, she wouldâve eaten it without hesitation. But now⦠With a glance out of the corner of her eyes, she could see Mike was staring at them. And to be exact, he was staring at her.
He was smiling, but his smile somehow made her a little creepy.
âItâs okay, Julian. Iâll just eat it myself.â She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Julian insisted and said, âOpen your mouth!â
She had no choice but to open her mouth and eat the small piece of steak.
Julian kept feeding Vivian and she could only continue to eat. After eating more than half of the steak, she couldnât eat it anymore and shook her head, saying, âNo, I canât take it anymoreâ¦â
She felt a burst of nausea. And regardless of anything else, she covered her mouth and ran quickly towards the bathroom.
âSorry about that.â Withdrawing his gaze, Julian looked at Mike and said with a smile, âPlease donât blame Vivi for that⦠Sheâs pregnant.â
Mike raised his eyebrows and looked at Julian sitting in front of him. There was uncontrollable complacency on Julianâs face as if he were a winner.
Mike smiled as well and raised his glass to Julian, saying, âReally? Thatâs really a⦠Good news!â
Seeing Mikeâs calmness, Julian was a little surprised.
Julian had always felt that Mike was coveting Vivian. But today, he deliberately declared that she was his, pointed out his relationship with her, and deliberately told Mike that she was pregnant, but Mike didnât seem unhappy at all and didnât even have the slightest emotional fluctuation. Julian even felt that Mike was really happy for them.
Julian thought, âWas I being paranoid before? Perhaps things arenât what I imagined at all? Mike is famous, powerful, and wealthy. He mustâve dated many beautiful women. Besides, Mom introduced him to me and he must be a good friend of hers. How could he covet my girlfriend? Maybe I was really being petty!
Thinking of this, Julian suddenly let it go. He smiled frankly at Mike and picked up his glass, saying, âThank you!â Then he raised his head and emptied the glass.
Mike smiled meaningfully, and some calculation flashed through his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
have âBy the way, how long will you stay here, Mr. Larson? Do you any intention to develop your business here?â Now that he had eliminated the doubt in his heart, Julian became serious and wanted to ally with Mike.
âI havenât decided yet.â He refilled the glass, shaking it and staring at the gleaming color of the wine.
âAre you saying youâll still consider developing your business here, right?â Julian deliberately misinterpreted what Mike meant and continued, âIf so, I wonder which domestic company is to your liking? If possible, would you consider joining our Prosperian Company?â
Mike raised his eyes and glanced at Julian. A smile lifted the corner of Mikeâs mouth and he sneered in his heart.
He thought, âIsnât he aware of how cra ppy his small company is? How dare he ask me to join him?â
âOh?â Raising his eyebrows, Mike asked, âMr. Brown, how much salary do you plan to offer me?â
Julian wasnât stu pid and he could sense Mikeâs sarcasm, but he wasnât annoyed. Prosperian Company wasnât that big a company, so it was naturally inferior to those large companies and had its own shortcomings.
However, now that he could sit here and talk with Mike like friends, he was naturally confident in bargaining.
âOf course, our Prosperian Company doesnât have that many resources and may not be able to offer you that much salary compared to large companies.â
âIn that case, what makes you think I will choose you?â Holding the glass with his fingers, Mike acted like he was teasing his cat at home casually. His eyes were wandering and didnât focus on Julian at all.
âAlthough the salary may be a little less than that of other companies, in other aspects, I guarantee itâll definitely be incomparable to other companies. You were introduced by Mrs. Barker and had helped us before. We should be considered friends now, right? If you have any conditions, please feel free to mention them. Iâll try my best to meet them. In addition, you donât need to listen to anyone in the company except me. Iâll give you absolute freedom and room for development, which is definitely unmatched by other companies.â
After a pause, Julian continued to say confidently, âAnd I believe that with your current status and identity, you donât pay much attention to salary. What you value more is your personal development space and prospects, which I can provide for you!â
Julian talked eloquently and felt that the terms he gave were definitely favorable enough. No company would be able to offer Mike so many privileges.
Julian looked at Mike with great confidence. Mike stopped playing with his glass, stabilized the glass on the table, and looked up at Julian, saying, âBut youâre wrong!â Julian was confused.
Mike continued, âFirst of all, I donât care about anything else but money! Salary is definitely the most important reason for me to choose my job. I work as a perfumer just to make money. Isnât money also the reason why you started a business, Mr. Brown?â Mikeâs words made Julian embarrassed and feel choked.
âSecondly,â Mike added, âfor so many years, no matter which company I work for, free. creative space is a prerequisite, I donât understand why you would take this as an advantage to negotiate with me.â
Julian was quite at a loss to reply.