Female Novel
Chapter 127
Chapter 127
Soon, the property staff found the owner’s information.
The staff said, “I have found it, please use your phone to write down the phone number.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Vivienne took out her phone, and every time the staff read a number, she entered a number in the
address book.
As the phone number was entered, Vivienne felt that the
number was more and more familiar.
After the staff finished all the numbers, she was
dumbfounded when the contact displayed on the phone was “My Mr. Smyth”.
How could the owner’s phone number be exactly the same as
Damien’s?
It must be a typo.
Vivienne said with a smile, “Um, can you please read it again, it seems that the input is wrong!”
“Okay.”
The staff read it again completely, but what was displayed was still Damien’s phone number.
Vivienne listened very carefully this time, so she was sure there was no mistake.
Vivienne was puzzled, “Excuse me, may I know what’s the owner’s name?”
The staff glanced at the owner’s information on the computer and said, “It’s Damien Smyth, what, didn’tnovelbin
your husband tell you?”
Hearing this, Vivienne felt like she was struck by lightning. She couldn’t believe it and looked at the
information on the
computer.
Yes, absolutely.
The phone number was correct, and the name was correct.
Everything was correct.
Vivienne’s mood at this time couldn’t be expressed in words.
Damien lied to her.
The house was not rented, but Damien bought it.
She clearly remembered that Damien said that the house was rented, and the monthly rent was 8,500
dollars.
It was a lie.
Vivienne couldn’t understand why Damien lied to her that the house was rented?
Was it because he was worried that she would covet the
house?
Was he guarding himself against her?
Vivienne’s mind was in a mess, and her heart was full of mixed emotions. She walked out of the
property office in a daze,
holding her phone, but she didn’t dare to call to confirm.
In the Willow Garden, a house was worth more than 1 million
dollars.
They were married in a flash, so he was on guard, he was afraid that she would have other thoughts on
his pre-marital
property.
Vivienne was sitting on a bench in the playground, the sun was shining on her body, and she sat
motionless by herself.
Lainey called, and Vivienne answered numbly, “Lainey.”
Lainey asked, “Where are you? Why haven’t you come yet? We have a date today.”
“Lainey, I’m not feeling well, sorry. Can we do it next time?” Vivienne’s voice was weak, unable to cheer
up.
After Vivienne finished speaking, she hung up the phone. She saw Damien’s number in the address
book, and she couldn’t help calling it.
Damien, hundreds of kilometers away, was negotiating cooperation with important customers.
Seeing the call from Vivienne, Damien paused his meeting and walked aside to answer the call,
“Vivienne, what’s the
matter?”
His gentle voice surprised the customers on the side.
Damien, who was frightening in the business world, still had such a gentle side?
Vivienne was sitting on a bench in the community, and when
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she heard Damien’s voice, she subconsciously buckled the bench nervously, and said with difficulty,
“Are you busy now?”
Damien’s deep voice came, “Not very, what’s wrong?”
Vivienne tried her best to stabilize her emotions, and asked tentatively, “Uh, I’m just asking, isn’t it time
to pay the rent? Will you pay it when you come back, or should I pay it?”
“I’ll pay it when I come back. You don’t have to worry about these trivial matters.”
Hearing such an answer, Vivienne was very disappointed.
He was still lying to her.
After a short silence, Vivienne said, “Okay, good luck with work.””
Vivienne hung up the phone. She was afraid that if she said one more word, she would not be able to
help reveal her emotions.