All Chapters of Mr. CEO We're Done!: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Vivian’s POVAfter what I overheard between Lori and Ken, I didn’t know how I felt about working there.But then again, I still have nowhere else to go, and my phone was still switched off, so I don’t even have an idea if Belinda was back in town or not.Reluctantly, I showered and went to the coffee shop. Fortunately, I saw Leo instead, which was a relief to me because I really was not in the mood to see her. From what I heard, not that Lori really had a hand in it, but the fact that she suspected something was going on, and maybe figured out Ken’s intentions and yet, urged me to keep going out with him just did not sit well with me.“Good morning, Leo,” I greeted, making him spun around. I guess he was so lost in thought that he did not even realize that I had entered the shop.“Vivian, you came,” Leo sounded extremely relieved. I noticed that there was also a weary look on his face. He seemed forlorn, and as a result, had aged way more than he was in the hours that I didn’t see hi

Vivian’s POVEver since I found that threat note in my room, my fear had increased to a hundred degrees.Without a doubt, I knew that it definitely had to be the picture they were referring to.“We are coming for you too…”The words just kept ringing in my head. What even scared me more was the fact that they entered into the room I locked up to drop the note. I was sure that the person that owned the key to the room beside me was Leo. Staying in the room just became too uncomfortable for me, and I wanted nothing more than to stay away, so I spent most of the day waiting tables, even though we had nothing more than five customers that day.“You need to rest, because of your condition,” Lori said to me, but I ignored her. Since I resumed work that morning, I haven’t looked at Lori; I have been avoiding her eyes, because I just couldn’t shake off the feeling of the conversation I overheard with Ken. The room wasn’t the only place that scared me; even the coffee shop, because of what Le

Vivian’s POV“Damn! Damn! Damn!” I cursed in agony.I tried the lock again, but it didn’t budge.“Of course it wouldn’t be, you dumb head!” I said to myself. It was obvious that the door was locked; they had closed for the night. “How am I supposed to get out now?” I asked myself regrettably.If I had known, I would have left the shop before they finished their argument, but I was too invested in their conversation, and too scared to even move a foot that I just stayed there. Now, I was locked in. “This isn’t good, Vivian,” I scolded myself.This was the second time I was listening in on very vital and scary and suspicious conversations, and they always seemed to happen after work hours. I was scared to my bones, but I was also curious. I wanted to know what was going on, especially now that I had been plunged into murder threats. I turned and looked around; the coffee shop did not seem like a place I could lay my head. Even if I placed the tables together, it would still not be c

Georgia’s POVThe news about Georgia being assaulted broke out really fast, and Georgia was surprised at the attention it was getting online. More than that, she had gotten sympathy from Nancy and Bonnie who had insisted that she remained with them until she felt better. Thankfully too, Georgia had been able to uphold her manipulative hold on Syrus.They sat in Syrus’s car as they drove to the place of her interview. Georgia smiled inwardly; she was finally getting what she wanted, and the money that would come with it was beyond what Georgia ever imagined. True to their words, they had tripled the initial payment.By the end of this interview, she would be a few dollars richer!Georgia caught Syrus staring at his phone. She almost wanted to feel insecure and neglected, but then she recalled that Vivian was still nowhere to be found or seen.Georgia shifted in her position and cleared her throat; she wanted to talk to Syrus desperately.“What is so interesting about your phone?” Geor

Syrus’s POV“Find Vivian, and find her today.”The words of Davis kept ringing in Syrus’s head, making him more confused and exasperated.“You know quite well that her family is hiding her away from me,” Syrus told Davis, roughening his hair with his hand in frustration. “And let’s not forget the restraining order,” Syrus said. “You warned me not to ever go there, otherwise I would get arrested, remember?” Syrus added.“I know about the court restraining order, and I remember what I told you, but you really don’t have a choice here,” Davis said over the phone. He was growing increasingly exasperated with dealing with Syrus. “So are you suggesting I defile the restraining order? Even if I do, her brother and father would never let me see her,” Syrus said, angry and sad at the same time.He was beginning to lose it. It had been weeks since he last set eyes on Vivian. Up till now, Syrus had no clue about the welfare of his children. He did not know if Vivian’s stomach had begun to bulge