A Heaven-sent Sweet Child Falls Asking for Hugs-Chapter 102: President, Will This Do?

Night gave way to dawn.

Vivian Quincy went to work as usual.

She had breakfast at the Ford residence.

Madam Ford was quite surprised to see Vivian Quincy, but when she heard Vivian was there to take care of Beanie, she didn’t ask any more questions. She just held the injured Beanie and comforted him endlessly.

Beanie wasn’t actually in pain anymore, but Madam Ford didn’t believe him and insisted on taking him to the hospital for a check-up.

Jasper Ford, afraid his own mother would fuss the poor little thing to death, decided to take Beanie to the office with him.

Vivian Quincy drove, as usual.

On the way, she received a call from Anna. Vivian Quincy quickly plugged in her earbuds and heard Anna say, "I called you so many times last night. Why didn’t you pick up? How’s Beanie?"

Vivian Quincy cleared her throat. "He’s fine."

"Who’s fine? Beanie’s fine? Where is he? Why didn’t you bring him to my place last night?" Anna asked worriedly.

Vivian Quincy noticed Jasper Ford looking at her and changed the subject. "Your lipstick is with me, but I’m already driving to the office. If you want it, you’ll have to come get it yourself."

Anna was completely confused. What lipstick? She didn’t have any lipstick at all.

Suddenly, she thought of Jasper Ford and asked with a laugh, "Is Jasper Ford there with you?"

"Mhm," Vivian Quincy replied, feigning calmness.

Anna said, "No wonder you were being so cagey. Alright, just leave the kid with you for now. I’ll pick him up after work tonight."

"Okay." Vivian Quincy hung up and continued driving.

The man in the car glanced at her thoughtfully and asked coolly, "Whose call was that?"

"A friend of mine," Vivian Quincy replied with a smile, continuing to drive.

When they arrived at the company, Jasper Ford took Beanie upstairs first, leaving Vivian Quincy to park the car.

After entering the building, she noticed quite a few people staring at her. At first, Vivian Quincy found it strange. ’I didn’t walk in with Jasper Ford this time, so why is everyone staring at me?’

Until... Vivian Quincy’s gaze fell on her own uniform.

She was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, and the more observant people had noticed.

Her colleague, Alice Wood, asked, "Vivian, you didn’t go home last night?"

"I did," Vivian Quincy said, slightly embarrassed. "Why?"

"Then why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday? The stain on your sleeve hasn’t even been washed out." Alice Wood found it very strange; Vivian Quincy wasn’t usually like this.

Vivian Quincy said, "I was in too much of a hurry when I left home and put on the wrong clothes."

"But I saw you arrive in the president’s car. Were you two together last night?" Alice Wood pressed on relentlessly.

Vivian Quincy thought, ’She knows too much.’ Even if she had her suspicions, she shouldn’t have said it in front of so many people. What if everyone found out?

’Stay calm!’

’As long as I keep my composure and act natural, no one will know I’m lying!’

Vivian Quincy put on a stern face and said, "Would I be in this state if that bastard Jasper Ford hadn’t forced me to pick him up first thing in the morning?"

"Ahem, ahem..."

"Assistant Quincy, be careful what you say."

"If the president hears you, we’ll all be in trouble." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The eavesdroppers quickly coughed to warn Vivian Quincy, feeling like she was trying to drag them all down with her.

Seeing that everyone believed her, Vivian Quincy secretly breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to get back to work.

She had planned to just work quietly, clock out, and go home, but who would have thought Mrs. King would show up at the company to cause a scene again, demanding to see Vivian Quincy.

The receptionists and security guards on the first floor certainly wouldn’t let her see Vivian. They thought, ’Who does this Mrs. King think she is? What gives her the right to see the president’s personal assistant!’

But Mrs. King’s goal this time was simply to ruin Vivian Quincy’s reputation. This was the agreement she had made with Wanda Quincy!

Mrs. King hired a few people to stand at the entrance of Imperium Group and curse Vivian Quincy for being shameless, spreading all sorts of rumors about her being a mistress! She had also somehow gotten a bunch of photos of Vivian Quincy and Jeremy King together and scattered them all over the ground.

The incident quickly spread throughout the company, causing a huge stir. Even Jasper Ford, who had been focused on his work, heard the rumors.

His face turned cold. He summoned Vivian Quincy into his office. "What’s going on outside?"

Vivian Quincy looked completely innocent. "This has nothing to do with me! I really haven’t done anything with Jeremy King. You’ve seen me these past few days; how could I possibly be his mistress? Someone must have it out for me and is deliberately trying to frame me behind my back!"

Jasper Ford let out a soft chuckle. "Aren’t you overestimating yourself? What’s your status, that you’d trouble Mrs. King to come down and deal with you personally?"

Although Jasper Ford had no interest in other people’s domestic affairs, he had some impression of Mrs. King. When she dealt with mistresses, she usually wasn’t so brazen. And to dare to cause a scene at his company!

Vivian Quincy knew Jasper Ford was looking down on her, thinking she wasn’t worthy of such attention. She pouted and said unhappily, "I may not have money, but at the very least, I’m the president’s personal assistant. Being tied to you makes me sound a lot more formidable, doesn’t it? Maybe someone thinks I’m trying to seduce you too and has teamed up with Mrs. King to deal with me."

That remark hit the mark.

A bright smile spread across Jasper Ford’s handsome face. He rose languidly. "I suppose it’s time to go downstairs and stretch my legs."

Seeing Jasper Ford looking like he was about to go pick a fight, Vivian Quincy quickly asked, "President, you’re the pillar of Imperium Group. Please don’t do anything foolish."

Jasper Ford raised an eyebrow. "What do you think I’m going to do?"

Vivian Quincy just gave a stiff smile and said nothing. Although Jasper Ford appeared normal on the surface, she could feel it: he was furious! He was just good at hiding his emotions.

"You. Call Jeremy King. Have a good long talk with him," Jasper Ford commanded.

Vivian Quincy was taken aback. "Talk about what?"

The man narrowed his eyes at her, his expression displeased!

Vivian Quincy’s mind raced. ’Right, I’m supposed to be cooperating with Jeremy King. He’s exactly the person I should be calling right now!’

Vivian Quincy quickly took out her phone and called him. Jeremy King was ecstatic. His company had just taken a severe blow from Jasper Ford, and he was in the midst of an existential crisis. Seeing Vivian Quincy’s call was like being thrown a lifeline.

"Why are you calling? Did you get some dirt on Jasper Ford?" Jeremy King asked excitedly.

Vivian Quincy said, "President King, your wife is making a scene downstairs at my company, insisting that I’m your mistress. The entire office is gossiping about me now. If this continues, I’ll be fired, and you’ll probably never get your hands on Imperium Group’s secrets."

Jeremy King was furious. "What? That bitch actually went to find you!"

Vivian Quincy said, "Yes, and the president is already suspicious of me. You have to get your wife under control, or I really won’t be able to help you anymore. You know what Jasper Ford is capable of..."

Jeremy King’s head was spinning. He said, "Wait a moment. I’ll go deal with that woman right now!"

Vivian Quincy glanced at the disconnected call, then looked up and asked cautiously, "President, is this sufficient?"

"Come downstairs with me," Jasper Ford said coolly, tossing the words out.

Vivian Quincy was confused. "We’re still going down?"

"How are we supposed to watch the show if we don’t?" the man retorted.

Vivian Quincy still didn’t quite understand, until she saw a furious Jeremy King roughly drag his wife to her feet and slap her across the face. Then, she understood perfectly.