The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Chapter 296: Worse Than Death

Out of her expectation, Vivian was far more shameless than Joey had imagined. At the banquet, not

only did she not show any anger or dissatisfaction towards Lawrence, but she even made nice with

him. She was almost throwing herself at the cold man. Joey was annoyed as she watched her acts. But

because George was there, she couldn't make a scene then. As a result, she could only excuse herself

for going to the bathroom and scold Vivian there.

But she didn't know that Vivian actually had her own plans.

Vivian was not Samantha's daughter, nor was she the young miss of the Moore family. She knew this

better than anyone else, and Joey's sporadic appearance almost freaked her out. She knew that

sooner or later, her position as Miss Moore would be taken away. She could not stand watching it

happened without doing anything. Before the truth was revealed, she had to find another way out for

herself.

This time, the blind date with Lawrence was undoubtedly the best opportunity for her to jump into

another great family. After all, the Charles family was no less than the Moore family in terms of wealth

or power.

Thus, Vivian suppressed all the resentment she had and forced a smile to welcome Lawrence. She

swore inwardly that she would seize the chance to become the young mistress of the Charles family

before she was no longer Miss Moore.

She would even go against Samantha.

Seeing that Samantha was angry, Vivian immediately brought forward the excuse she had long

prepared. She said in an ingratiating voice, "Mom, I know you did it for my own good, but... I do like

him. I like him very, very much. Otherwise, I wouldn't have demoted myself to be his mistress. Although

he wasn't very nice to me, I just like him. I want to marry him. I want to be his wife. I'm confident that he

will fall in love with me sooner or later. Mom, please help me. I really..."Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"No, it's out of the question!"

Before Vivian could finish her speech, Samantha interrupted coldly. This was the first time that

Samantha had rejected Vivian when she was talking in that way.

Looking at Samantha's non-negotiable face, Vivian didn't risk uttering a word anymore. Vivian would

shout and scold her own mother as she liked, but she had never dared to treat Samantha the casual

way she did to Julia. Although Samantha looked very approachable, it was only when there were

outsiders. When they were alone, Samantha was often cold. She was icy and gloomy, stopping others

from approaching her. Besides, Vivian was guilty, so understandably she was not bold enough to be

presumptuous.

Samantha knew that her expression was too stern. She calmed down and said, "Vivi, listen to me this

time. Lawrence is not your Mr. Right. I will choose a more suitable husband for you. You..."

Samantha was talking when she failed to stifle a yawn. Her heart dropped and she cursed inwardly.

She hurriedly pushed Vivian out and said urgently, "In short, you will absolutely not marry Lawrence!

Now you don't have to go back to the dinner table. You can go anywhere you want. I have an upset

stomach and need to go to the bathroom. I'll go straight home later."

"Why can't I..."

Vivian still tried to fight for the chance. Moreover, she was puzzled by Samantha's conclusion that

Vivian would not marry Lawrence. Why couldn't she? Why? Why? But Samantha pushed her anxiously

with great force. Just as Vivian opened her mouth, she was already pushed out. With a bang sound,

the door was shut.

Vivian stamped her feet angrily. She was exasperated for a while before she walked away sullenly.

As soon as she left, Joey walked out. She had been hiding behind the wall at the corner.

Joey had heard their conversation clearly through the door in the bathroom that wasn't soundproof at

all. She was moved by Samantha's good intentions and was sick at Vivian's shamelessness.

But just as Joey was about to leave, a muffled sound suddenly came from the bathroom. With a painful

groan, something seemed to have fallen to the ground.

The first thought that came to Joey's mind was that Samantha slipped over in the bathroom.

Without a second thought, Joey opened the bathroom door and rushed in. Perhaps it was because

Samantha had closed it hurriedly, the door wasn't locked. Joey rushed in without any difficulties.

However, the scene shocked Joey and her eyes widened. Samantha did not slip. Instead, she was

grabbing her hair and hitting her head against the wall hard and mercilessly.

"You... What are you doing? What's wrong with you...?"

Joey rushed forward to stop her from hurting herself.

"Don't ... don't stop me. Let me do it... I feel so bad... It's even worse than death..."

Samantha's eyes were bloodshot as she clutched onto Joey's arm. Her fingernails were deeply

embedded in her flesh. Her eyes were lifeless. She had a runny nose and tears flew down her cheeks.

Her voice and her body were both trembling.