Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Ms. Nelsen

Vivian turned on the computer and tapped on the keyboard quickly. She hacked into the monitoring system and erased all her traces.

She left without any traces just as she came.

"Mr. Evans. Mrs. Evans is gone."

Early the following day, Blaine, who received the news, returned to the mansion from the hospital.

When he opened the room, he smelled a fresh and pleasant rose fragrance. This was the smell of Vivian, and he had been used to it for three years.

He seldom entered the master bedroom, which Vivian decorated. The whole color was different from other rooms. The bright yellow sheets and bedding revealed a peaceful and warm atmosphere, and it was clean and tidy, which was her style.

He didn't stop, let alone appreciate it, but went straight to the bedside.

On the divorce agreement, the woman had signed, and the check of two million that he had personally signed was left there intact.

An exquisite and transparent rose seal was placed on the head of the bed, with characters of "Blaine Evans" printed on the bottom. The white rose on the side was carved lifelike with extraordinary skills. He couldn't help rubbing it. This was an excellent jade. It was clear and bright, and it felt cool in the palm of his hand. There were red lines seeping in from the bottom. Under the sun, it looked like a red rose blooming gracefully inside, which was both magical and beautiful.

He knew she liked roses. Many roses were in the yard, but he never gave her a bouquet.

There was a card under the seal. He picked it up and saw its beautiful characters: "Happy third anniversary. Blaine, goodbye."

Blaine looked at the words, and he looked at the calendar placed by the bedside. It seemed to be the day they got married, and three years had passed in a blink of an eye.

Holding the valuable jade in his hand, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Where did she get the money from?

He gave a lot of money to her every month, but she rarely used the money. She said that there was nothing to spend money on at home. There was no large expenditure in the account.

Listening to the assistant's report, Blaine said in a deep voice, "Find out where she went. Pay attention to her latest movements. If she was arranged by the opponent, take her back."

Was Vivian Miller really an orphan born in the countryside?

Three days later, South City.

The headquarters of Nelsen Group, located in the Blosso Building, was in turmoil today. The employees of the company rushed in, and the high-level executives rushed to the lobby on the first floor early to wait for the arrival of the new president.

The day before yesterday, Nelsen Group, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, suddenly came back to life and was acquired by a mysterious boss at a high price. While the employees were happy that they kept their jobs, they fell into another panic.

"Who is the new president? Is it a man or a woman? What's his background?"

"Even the managers don't know the identity of the new president. I hope he is a handsome guy."

"What if it's a woman?"

"Don't joke. How is it possible? Why don't you expect Ms. Nelsen to come back to life..."

"He is here! Stop talking!"

Everyone turned their gazes to the gate with nervousness. They saw a black Rolls-Royce parked at the gate, and the vice president stepped forward to open the door, and then a person got out of the car.

To be precise, it was a woman.

The ten-centimeter-high shoes fell to the ground first, and then a woman with neat short hair and a white suit got out of the car. She stood up straight, and her exquisite makeup set off her beautiful face.

The senior executives of the company, who had worked in the Nelsen Group for nearly ten years, looked at this familiar face and shouted in surprise. "Ms. Nelsen..."

As Vivian stood still at the door of Nelsen Group, she smiled. "Long time no see."