My dear lawyer

Chapter 356 Mr. Lee

A hint of mockery flashed in Vivian's eyes, "What if I can't do it?"

She couldn't let the past go, and she couldn't watch her son lying in the hospital helplessly on the edge

of life and death several times, with her heart twisted but unable to do anything. Her whole body and

even soul were lashed by pain and guilt, and can't get out of the abyss.

Who would pay for her loss then? She cannot have appreciation in her heart after being beaten and

then comforted. There could be a sudden attack anytime.

Besides, Roe was more important than herself. She can even devote her own life, so how could she

forgive someone who would mean to kill her son?

"Vivian, what are you talking about? Why? We are so good. Didn't you say to be my lifelong friend?"

Angie looked at Vivian's extremely cold eyes, and for a while she forgot the fake cry on her face. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivian stared at Angie with a smile. She couldn't understand how could be such a fake woman in the

world. If nothing happened to her, she would almost believe what Angie said.

"If I stabbed you, would you forgive me?"

"I..." Angie looked at her speechlessly.

Vivian moved closer to her, staring straight at her with indifferent almond-shaped eyes, and slowly said

in Angie's ear with a very low voice, "Since it's not possible, don't force me to agree, okay?"

Angie’s body trembled with fear unconsciously, as no one knew if it was because of Vivian’s words, or

the unknown fear grabbing her heart at once. The present Vivian made her feel some real threat and

fear.

Maybe it was an illusion. Angie vaguely saw William's ruthlessness from Vivian's body. No, it was

impossible. Vivian was definitely not that cruel.

No matter how much she injured Vivian in the past few times, she never said a word to William, nor did

she tell others about her things. So she would do the same this time.

It was just that Vivian was still angry at what she did to that boy. She knew how soft Vivian’s heart was.

Angie stubbornly suppressed the anxiety that had arisen in her heart, and reached out and grabbed

Vivian's hand, and pleaded bitterly, "Vivian, I know you are mad at me, you have beaten me and

scolded me. Please don't take William away from me."

If Angie meant the slap just now, then she had been slapped, but compared to what she did to Roe,

this was nothing. Vivian was about to speak.

With a plop, Angie knelt down suddenly, and said pitifully, "Vivian, I know you are still angry about my

affairs with William, but relationship cannot be forced. If William loves you, and I will help you succeed."

Vivian was wondering which drama Angie was playing, and suddenly noticed that Angie's eyes

changed suddenly. Could it be...?

She didn’t need to turn around to know someone came behind her. Vivian even saw the treacherous

smile on Angie's mouth. Here he came.

"What are you doing!" The man's cold voice sounded like a thunder on the ground.

Angie, kneeling on the ground, suddenly saw a group of people standing outside the door, and said in a

panic, "Ah, William. Why are you here? I, I'm fine. It’s not what you thought. Vivian didn't bully me."

She deliberately tried to speak for Vivian, and she was still on her knees as Vivian was standing there,

making her innocent and pitiful.

When she was about to get up, her body suddenly sank, as Vivian, who had been expressionless,

suddenly showed a smile to her. She didn't understand the meaning of it.

Vivian grabbed her hand and moved it towards her injured wrist. Angie was a smart girl. She

immediately understood what Vivian wanted to do, and shook off Vivian's control forcefully and fell to

the ground.

She was shocked on her face and exclaimed incredulously, "Vivian, what are you doing? Why do you

deliberately frame me for hurting you?"

Angie secretly called out “what a close call” in her heart, and told herself she was almost framed by

Vivian. She didn't expect that Vivian would frame her. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough...

But was her reaction really quick? No. In fact, Vivian turned her back to everyone and only Angie saw

the mocking on her face. From an angle that no one could see, she pinched her wounds, which quickly

became glaring red in her bandage.

Vivian's slightly painful face paled a bit, and her forehead was covered with sweats. She turned and

glanced at William, then glanced at the middle-aged man next to her. Without saying anything, she

clutched her injured wrist and left.

But just as Vivian didn't say anything and left with her wrist covered, it was even more like Angie

deliberately framed her.

When Angie saw William's eyes, she understood Vivian's intentions. In addition to shock, she also had

an indescribable fear. Vivian used a trick, and made her unprepared.

The middle-aged man who came to visit today had a different identity from the others, so William

needed to send him away courteously. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene. The blood on Vivian's wrist

seemed to be sharp needles piercing his chest.

The eyes looking at Angie was getting colder and colder, but now that there were people around him, it

is not convenient for him to speak, so he said to his men, "See Mr. Lee off first."

"Yes." The man instructed pushed the wheelchair away.

The middle-aged man named Mr. Lee didn't ask anything, and said as usual, "William, you need to pay

attention to your health when you are busy at work."

"I understand. Everything is under control." William would not be so stupid to think that Mr. Lee was just

caring about him.

Sure enough, Mr. Lee was very satisfied with William's answer, and said with a smile, "Take your time

for the work, and better arrange your life, so that you won’t have so many worries during work."

Mr. Lee looked a little fat, and smiled amiably. If he was walking on the road alone, others would think

he was an ordinary middle-aged man, and would not know that he was the secretary of provincial

commission for discipline inspection.

Even these ordinary words couldn't be answered rashly, because a politician like Mr. Lee would not say

a useless sentence, and there were probably several meanings behind the words.

William's eyes were dim, and he replied with kindness, "Mr. Lee, don't worry. It won't affect my work."

"Yeah, I always feel relieved for your work. I heard that you have been very close to the Deputy

Director recently." Mr. Lee asked gently, like a caring elder.

"We met several times." William responded frankly.

Mr. Lee smiled and said nothing.