Unscented Novel Chapter 552 - 494 Mysterious White Roses

Chapter 552: Chapter 494 Mysterious White Roses

Murray imdiately put on an innocent expression. It was the first ti all the employees of the Gibson Group witnessed such a scene. Murray’s hand holding lissa’s waist tightened a little, and the two of them almost beca one.

"I swear. I will only say such indecent things to you. You’re my wife, and I am supposed to say sweet things to you!"

It was not the first ti lissa had seen Murray being so tender, but perhaps because the atmosphere was romantic enough, she also slowly let her guard down. She reached out from under the quilt and wrapped her arm around Murray’s neck. She leaned closer to him and revealed a smile. She whispered into Murray’s ear, "Murray, you are so sweet."

Murray did not speak, and his eyes beca deeper. He was turned on. He reached out and held lissa’s face. He stared at her for several seconds and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her. The kiss was gentle, as if he wanted to conquer her completely.

At the sa ti, his hands made a move, and they couldn’t keep their hands off each other under the quilt. lissa’s neck and collarbones were covered with hickeys.

Things were about to lose control, but lissa regained her rationality. She was a woman with principles. Therefore, she would never have sex with him before they got married, even though the other person was Murray, the person she loved so much.

"No!"

Just as Murray was about to take it to the final step, lissa stretched out her hand and pressed it against his chest. "Murray ... you promised

that you would wait together with

until we get married. OK?"

Murray was silent.

He felt bitter. For the first ti in his life, he had the thought of going back on his words.

lissa was such a sweet tornt.

But after seeing her eyes, he couldn’t bear to force her. In the end, he had no choice but to agree. Although he was a bit helpless, what else could he do? lisa was his wife, and he could only spoil her.

"Alright then." He let out a deep breath. Although his tone was gentle, he was still suppressing so emotions. He lowered his eyes to look at lissa who was under him and finally scratched the tip of lissa’s nose.

"You’re killing . Alright, go to sleep first. I’ll ... go out for a mont."

lissa’s face and neck were red. She nodded gently and turned to wrap herself in the quilt. The door was opened and closed. She closed her eyes tightly, and she smiled sweetly.

...

"That’s all for today’s interview. See you next ti."

Walking out of the live room, Vivian lay on the sofa, stretched, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since she had cooperated with Jaylin, her popularity skyrocketed. Her agent got her a couple of talk shows, live streams, and other activities.

"Good job." Her agent handed her the water.

"I’m so tired!" Vivian lay on the sofa to relax her body. "Can I do a mukbang next ti?"

"Mukbang? What do you want to eat?" The agent, who was sorting out the file, glanced at Vivian.

"Anything! A slice of pizza maybe." Vivian was full of expectancy, and her agent poked her forehead.

"Excuse ? Junk food? Have you forgotten that you have to keep an eye on your weight? I saw the last shooting you did for the cover of the magazine. You seed to have put on so weight."

Hearing this, Vivian, who had been waiting to remove her makeup, straightened her back and quickly retorted, "That’s not true! Don’t you know that the cara will make people fat? I am obviously a beauty."

"Remind

again. Who beca so desperate when she saw soone call her fat on Twitter?"

The agent joked, and Vivian refuted her again.

On the way sending Vivian back by the nanny van, the agent suddenly told Vivian that she might have to do an advertisent in a few days.

"Don’t stay up late. Do more skincare."

"What’s it about? Costics or skin care products?" Vivian curiously stretched out her head and asked.

"Shampoo," the agent replied calmly.

"Shampoo?" Vivian was stunned. Then she grabbed her bluish-brown hair that had been dyed a few days ago because of the magazine shooting and was silent for a mont.

She had her new hair only for a few days, and it was about to be dyed back. This made her heart ache.

"It hasn’t been finalized yet, but I think it’s largely yours."

The agent turned to look at Vivian and saw that Vivian was already taking selfies. The agent was confused.

"As a nto. After all, it was not easy to dye my hair." Although Vivian sounded disappointed, her expression while she was taking selfies was quite lively.

"By the way, send a Twitter to interact with your fans. After all, you have just ended your live stream," the agent reminded.

Vivian also knew that. She picked up a few photos she had taken just now and posted them on Twitter. In an instant, her phone was vibrating ceaselessly because of all the replies she got.

She looked at the words coming from her fans and couldn’t help but grin.

In fact, she didn’t think it was a good thing to enter showbiz at first. After all, she had to face the caras and dia every day. This kind of life made her feel a little depressed.

But later on, Vivian beca closer to her fans and saw so many people who truly admired her. She was very moved.

Then she received a Line ssage. It was Arno.

Since the last ti he saved her, the two of them had exchanged contact information and often chatted.

"Did you do a live stream today? What a sha. I just got off work and didn’t see it."

"At this hour? You’re so busy."

"My patients’ condition suddenly got worse after the surgery. He wasn’t doing good."

"You work so hard," Vivian muttered in a low voice and replied to Arno.

"It is my job. By the way, nice hair color." Looking at the photo on the screen, Arno smiled.

"Whatever. It’ll be only a couple of days. It will soon be changed."

Vivian attached a crying emoji to her ssage, which reminded Arno of how Vivian had been lectured by her agent on the phone.

The two of them chatted for a while longer. Vivian had already returned to the apartnt. Arno tactfully ended the conversation by wishing her a good night.

The next day, Vivian ca to the company as usual. However, she was stopped by the front desk.

"What’s the matter?" Vivian looked at the mysterious face of the front desk girl and was a little confused.

The receptionist looked at Vivian with a smile. Then, the receptionist took out a large bouquet of flowers out of nowhere, which startled Vivian.

"It’s for you." The receptionist handed the bouquet to Vivian.

"?" Vivian twitched the corner of her mouth, and she had a hunch.

Was the receptionist Vivian’s fan? But the receptionist had been working at the front desk for several years. Wasn’t it a bit too late to let Vivian know that she was Vivian’s fan?

Sensing Vivian’s suspicious gaze, the receptionist hurriedly waved her hand and explained, "The delivery man sent it here today. It was for you. I took a look, and there was no signature."

Vivian held the bouquet with a blank face. The only thing unsatisfying was a sowhat childish card in the large cluster of flowers. There was a smiling face on it, which looked a little funny.

White roses were Vivian’s favorite flowers, which was no secret.

Of course, Vivian did not take the incident seriously. After all, there were many fans who had sent her flowers before.

But this ti, it was different. Every day, Vivian would receive fresh flowers, and there was no signature. There was only a drawn smiling face.

"Again?"

When the agent saw Vivian co in with a large bouquet of flowers, she was already used to it. The agent reached out to fiddle with the blooming petals and smiled at Vivian.