Chapter 119

Her heart suddenly began to race.

Vivian Bennett held her phone, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Liam Sullivan had just ended the call when a new notification popped up on the company's internal system.

Employees were strictly prohibited from taking personal calls during work hours.

The timing of this new rule was too perfect.

It was so perfect it frightened her.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her pounding heart.

It was impossible.

Someone as lofty as Liam Sullivan wouldn't change company policy because of something she said.

She shook her head, dismissing the absurd thought.

It had to be a coincidence.

"Vivian, your face is so red."

Emily Davis approached with her lunch tray, her eyes sparkling with gossip.

Vivian instinctively touched her warm cheeks.

"Is it?"

Emily lowered her voice. "That call just now... was it the big boss?"

Vivian immediately denied it. "No!"

Emily raised an eyebrow with a light laugh. "If it wasn't him, do you have someone else on the side?"

Vivian was speechless, unsure how to respond.

Emily nudged her shoulder. "Admit it. Was the big boss checking up on you?"

Vivian pressed her lips together and remained silent.

It was a silent admission.

Emily instantly grew excited. "I heard the big boss went abroad? He's still thinking about you even on a business trip. You're something, Vivian!"

Vivian's ears burned. "Stop talking nonsense."

Ever since Ryan Johnson had openly invited her into the car in front of Emily, her relationship with Liam Sullivan could no longer be hidden.

But the intimacy Emily imagined was far from reality.

At the very least... they hadn't reached that point.

"Vivian, hold tight to the big boss's golden thigh. Your future will be limitless."

Emily winked at her.

Vivian forced a smile.

She would rather not have such a future.

But saying it out loud would only sound hypocritical.

She lowered her head and ate in silence.

A sudden commotion arose at the cafeteria entrance.

Everyone looked up.

Isabella Sullivan walked into the cafeteria wearing a simple professional outfit and a warm smile.

She wore no makeup today, radiating a gentle and approachable aura.

Praise followed wherever she went.

"The vice president is so down-to-earth."

"She doesn't put on airs at all. It's rare."

"This is the true demeanor of a socialite."

Vivian listened quietly, admitting that Isabella Sullivan was very skilled at winning people over.

Even Emily couldn't help but sigh. "Who wouldn't like a leader like Vice President Sullivan?"

Vivian looked up.

Isabella Sullivan was waiting patiently at the end of the line to get her food.

She could have enjoyed privileges but chose to be like everyone else.

It was a clever posture indeed.

Vivian was about to look away when she unexpectedly met a pair of icy eyes.

Isabella Sullivan was looking directly at her.

Those always-smiling eyes now held a terrifying coldness.

It lasted only a moment before returning to gentleness.

It was so fast one might think it was an illusion.

But Vivian saw it clearly.

The murderous intent in that gaze sent a chill down her spine.