The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 598 Hearing that, Sean focused his attention on her as he asked, “It seems like you and Miss Turner got along well when she was alive.” “Not exactly. Miss Turner just cto visit us on behalf of the Larson Group's charity programs. Although when | talked to her, | did have a feeling that she was a very kind person. During the t| was abroad, | always looked forward to going back hand meeting her again. | didn’t expect that the twe parted at the airport when | went abroad would be the last twe met each other,” Vivian explained, her voice slowly- breaking as she did so.

She then picked up the bottle and filled her and Sean’s glass before she continued, “Let's not talk about this. | know Miss Turner's reputation isn’t good in the Larson Group.” Although Charis had already passed away, there were still rumors in the Larson Group that she had gone crazy during her last days. Vivian would get mad every tshe heard someone badmouth Charis.

Sean didn’t ask any more so his intentions in gathering such information wouldn't be exposed. Vivian kept pouring wine for Sean while they chatted. Eventually, both of them finished a bottle of wine, which caused them to be a little drunk.

Sean wasn't a heavy drinker, so he didn’t notice anything unusual.

“My head hurts. | need to sleep for a while,” Vivian said as she bent over the table, pretending to be drunk.

She had already investigated Sean beforehand. He had a good temper, a clean background, and was disciplined.

He had only been in love a few times. His family usually attached great importance to reputation, which was most likely the reason why Brandon chose Sean as his assistant.

That was exactly why she planned to find a whore from a nightclub to sleep with Sean. If that were to happen, she could blackmail him at the right time.

Eventually, Sean felt dizzy, so he stood up and paid the bill. He then looked at Vivian and said, “It’s tto go home.” He was still able to control himself now even though he was dizzy. He was the type of person who would rather avoid risks.

“Miss Turner was probably very kind to you. She’s a family to us orphans,” Vivian said, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

Sean picked up a piece of tissue and handed it to her. “If Miss Turner was still alive, she wouldn’t want to see you sad.” Vivian clutched the tissue in her hand for a moment before she buried her face in her arms and sobbed. She wasn't actually that emotional. She was just stalling time—anxiously waiting for the drug to affect Sean.

Before that could happen, she had to convince him to stay. She couldn't let him leave.

Sean couldn't make her stop crying. He even felt dizzier by the minute, so he supported his forehead with one hand and tried to stand up, but his legs went weak, causing him to fall back into his seat.

“Mr. Johnson, are you drunk?” Vivian asked while Sean was in a daze. He noticed her looking up at him, but he could barely hear what she was saying.

Eventually, Sean blacked out, and Vivian caught him in her arms. Once she was sure that he was unconscious, she took out her phone and texted someone.

A long-haired woman appeared in front of the restaurant not long after. She had heavy makeup and was wearing black stockings and a tight dark-red skirt. She smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, and it was overpowering as she quickly walked toward Vivian. She frowned at the sight of Sean and asked, “He's unconscious. Is he still capable?” Vivian pushed Sean into the woman's arms and tidied up her own clothes. “That's your job, right?” She picked up her bag and smiled. “I think this will be his first time. You should be good to him.” That woman was actually a prostitute. She carefully observed Sean’s face and smiled. “He’s such a lovely guy.

I'm so lucky.” Just when the woman was about to leave while holding Sean, someone suddenly swung open the restaurant's front door. It was Estella.

She blocked the woman and frowned as she asked, “Where are you taking my boyfriend?” “Sean is your boyfriend?” asked Vivian with a frown, as she wondered why Estella cback.

She took a step back and asked calmly, “What are you doing here? Sean is my colleague. | can’t leave him here drunk.” Estella cback as she was worried about Sean. She felt that Vivian was not a simple person on first impression.

Although Sean looked smart, he was actually very simple. He never thought that others would harbor any bad intentions against him, and he never guarded himself against anyone.

Seeing the way Vivian was behaving around Sean, Estella was certain that she made the right decision to cback.

Estella then scoffed and asked, “So you're okay with having this stranger take Sean away?” Estella glared at the woman who had her arms around Sean, supporting him. She hissed fiercely, “Get your dirty hands off my boyfriend!” The nightclub girl secretly glanced at Vivian. She then rolled her eyes at Estella and snorted before helping Sean back to his seat. She thought that it was unwise to mess with Estella. She didn’t want to get involved in their feud. She narrowed her eyes at Vivian, signaling her intentions to leave.

However, before the nightclub girl had the chance to leave, she was stopped by Estella.

Estella glanced at her in her sexy clothes and sneered, “You two must be in cahoots! You are trying to set Sean up. Which brothel are you working in? Since there are no brothels in this area, you must have ca long way.

Seems like this lady here had paid you a lot of money, huh?” Estella suspected that Vivian had hired the nightclub girl to set up a trap for Sean.

Vivian maintained her calm demeanor. She supported Sean up as she was trying to leave and snorted, “I don’t know this woman. When | cback from the bathroom, | saw her taking Sean away. | thought she was Sean's friend or that he called her over. Well, guess not.” Estella immediately reached out her hand and stopped Vivian. “Where are you taking Sean? Give him to me.” Vivian stared at Estella coldly, devoid of expression. “I'm Sean's colleague. | will take the responsibility of sending him hsafely. And who are you? I've never heard from Sean that he has a girlfriend. Besides, | don’t even know you. If you keep harassing us, I'll call the police!” Estella’s anxiety rose as Vivian was about to leave with Sean. She hurriedly jumped in front of the door to prevent them from leaving and said, “I know Natalie. She can prove that | am Sean’s friend!” Vivian tried to maintain her composure, but there was a note of impatience in her voice. “Miss, please get out of the way. | really have to get him hnow. I'm Sean’s colleague. I'll drive him hsafely. Don’t worry.” “I can’t let you take Sean away!” cried Estella anxiously. An idea then struck her.

Estella took out her phone and made a video call to Natalie.