Chapter 1185 - 1125: Vivian Abbey Becomes Acting President

City A, a wellness club.

This wellness club was on the verge of closing down, and Madison Jones generously bought it and recruited a lot of strong young men under the guise of hiring masseurs.

Madison offered them generous salaries, and many were tempted; for those unwilling, she gave hush money.

Sabrina Conner kept a close eye on Ivy Evans’ situation. Knowing that Ivy had come to City A, Sabrina came alone.

"Motherly love is truly great, haha..." Sabrina sneered at the wellness club.

Madison Jones, for her daughter’s sake, turned into a madam. Her daughter became a whore, and a free one at that; not only free, but she also had to pay the clients.

Paying others to sleep with her daughter—only Madison Jones could do something like this.

As night fell, when Sabrina snuck in, Ivy Evans happened to be conscious.

Her body was extremely weak, lying there in numb pain.

"Tsk tsk, can’t even get up from the pleasure," Sabrina said venomously.

Ivy recognized Sabrina—it was this man who gave her the terrible drug.

"It’s you!" Ivy said through gritted teeth.

"Haha, you still remember me."

"I have no grudge against you. Why are you treating me like this?" Ivy looked aggrieved and innocent.

"Because you provoked someone you shouldn’t have. Because of you, Sixth Master is still in a coma. I make sure you enjoy it to death every day; you’re not losing out at all."

"I didn’t mean to; I was just deceived. Why don’t you go after the man with the snake tattoo on his thumb? He made me do it!"

"We’re already looking! You—we won’t spare you, and we won’t spare Night Owl either!"

Ivy couldn’t bear this endless darkness anymore, crying and pleading, "I know I was wrong, please give me the antidote, I’ll do anything you want."

"..."

"If it goes on like this, I’ll die."

"Yeah, you’ll die. You can live another week," Sabrina replied, following Ivy’s words.

"What did you say? A week? I’ll die in a week," Ivy asked in shock.

"Unless you keep taking the drug."

"What drug?"

"The drug that makes you want men."

Sabrina stood there, silver-haired, like a rebellious beauty straight out of a comic.

"Bastard!"

Sabrina placed a bottle of pills beside her, and Ivy, with a desperate look, lunged at him. Sabrina swiftly dodged, knowing Ivy was no match for him.

"Goodbye, Miss Ivy."

Sabrina smiled devilishly at Ivy, leaving her shivering.

"I won’t let you off even as a ghost," Ivy cursed through her teeth.

"Haha, there are no ghosts in this world. When people die, they become nothing but bones."

"..."

"Remember to take the pills, or you’ll be dead in a week!" Sabrina kindly reminded, smiling as he slowly retreated to the window. He leaned back against it, hands in pockets, as if he fell out.

Ivy cursed, "Hope you fall to your death!"

Of course, Sabrina wouldn’t die, the one who would die was Ivy.

...

After completing the task, Sabrina returned to the car, excitedly calling Barnes Smythe.

Barnes had been asleep for a while and, hearing Sabrina’s excited voice, knew he wouldn’t be left alone for an hour, so he set the phone aside and continued to sleep.

Barnes: How did this noisy guy become my good friend?

"...I gave Ivy the pills; do you think she’ll take them?"

Sabrina didn’t care for Mila’s response, answering himself, "That woman is timid and fearful; I bet she’ll continue taking the pills."

"..."

"Hehe... that drug is addictive. If she takes too much, her body’s cells will age rapidly. A woman in her twenties will turn into a hag in her eighties.

I saw firsthand the tragic end of that drug lord’s wife; it would have been kinder to stab her."

"..."

"No way, in a month’s time, I’ll check on her again. By then, without the drug, Ivy will be an old woman, and no amount of money will make a man want her.

Haha..."

"..."

"Let her dare to drug Sixth Master, I won’t let her off!"

To deal with Ivy, Sabrina used all his secret tricks, and Ivy should feel honored.

...

Eastminster Group,

Sienna Johnson had been staying at the company for days, even calling Vivian Abbey back from Mousden.

The business in Mousden had taken off, and Vivian was a key person. Sienna asked her to hand over the business there to someone else.

This was equivalent to handing over her hard-earned empire, but Vivian said nothing, obediently packing up and returning with her husband, Brett Jacobs.

Brett, knowing about Sixth Master’s situation, had no objections either.

"Here is my private seal. Use it to sign contracts when I’m not around. Tomorrow, I’ll issue a company-wide appointment letter, appointing you as the acting president of Eastminster Group.

While I’m away, you will have full authority over all Eastminster Group affairs."

Vivian knew there must be a reason Sienna called her back, but she didn’t expect Sienna to entrust her with the company.

"President Johnson, what are you planning?"

"With Adrian in that state and me being pregnant, I don’t have the energy to manage the company. I’ll have to trouble you with Eastminster Group.

I’ve briefed Tessa Harrington and James Winslow; they’ll fully support your work."

"President Johnson, I’m afraid I can’t..."

Sienna laughed, "If you can open up the market in Mousden alone, what can’t you do? I trust you."

Sienna trusted Vivian’s abilities and believed she wouldn’t betray her.

Vivian understood Sienna’s situation, thought it over, and reluctantly accepted, "Since you trust me, President Johnson, I’ll do my best."

"I’ll give you ten percent of the company’s shares!"

Vivian declined, "No need, really, you already pay me well."

"So many people want to poach Secretary Scarlet because she’s so excellent. If I don’t offer you high pay and benefits, what if you leave?" Sienna joked.

Vivian knew Sienna was joking, "My husband is Sixth Master’s man. If I dared to switch jobs, Brett would never forgive me."

"Can’t you tame a man?"

Vivian smiled sweetly; Brett had plenty of flaws—he didn’t like to bathe and left dirty socks everywhere—but he protected her. When she was bullied, he stood up for her...

During their time in Mousden, when a few black guys harassed her, Brett found out and challenged them to a duel...

Vivian was grateful for the man she had chosen for herself.