The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee By Vera Whitehead Chapter 23

Chapter 23 Have a Seat inside

The second period of Love 101 ended in harmony.

Mr. Zern watched the popularity and ratings surpass the first episode. He couldn't help but smile. However, he didn't forget the trouble Ferman brought.

He said to Mr. Hall, "Go and warn Ferman! I'll go to the live broadcast room first and tell the contestants about living in Love Apartment."

Because there would be a week-long training camp coming, the players were required to eat and live together. There would also be broadcast live from morning to night.

Just imagine there were more than 60 beauties in front of the camera, and the audience could watch their lives all the time and even have the opportunity to see them without makeup. They could understand their personalities in private. It was going to be super popular.

Not only that, but he also received a lot of placement ads during the period. It all meant money!

Mr. Zern couldn't help but walk fast when he thought of those profits.

When he came to the live broadcast room, the contestants hadn't left yet, and Vivi was introducing the matter of living in the Love Apartment.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you can pack your luggage according to your own schedule and move into Love Apartment. If you have no other objections, then have a good rest for two days, and I'll see you next Monday."

After Vivi finished speaking, she turned to look at Mr. Zern.

Mr. Zern became happier the more he looked at her now. He joked. "Vivi, hurry up. Mr. Lewis can't wait to see you in the audience area."

Vivi glanced at Ziana from the corner of her eye and said deliberately, "He is usually busy with work, but he always finds time to accompany me. He always takes care of me like I am a child. But I won't get lost."

"Mr. Lewis is so kind to you, and he can't leave you for a minute!"

Vivi brushed her hair shyly. "Yes, he just likes to stick with me. I like to stick with him too, so we can't be separated.”

"Okay, you can go now. I can't stand it anymore. You are so sweet."

Vivi smiled and said a few words. Then she quickly walked towards Boris, and the two left the live broadcast room arm in arm.

Mr. Zern withdrew his gaze and planned to talk to Ferman backstage.

"Mr. Zern."

Suddenly someone called him, he looked over and saw that it was Ziana. He immediately smiled

want?" gently. "It's Miss Scott, what do you

In the office, Mr. Zern stood aside. Seeing the row of bodyguards behind Ziana, he got sweaty in his palms nervously.

He asked cautiously, "Miss Scott, what can I do for you?"

"Can I not live in Love Apartment?" Ziana explained, crossing her legs. "I'm not used to living in

it."

Mr. Zern looked embarrassed. "Er... This is our rule. It is mainly for the sake of communication between you and the team members."

He was obsessed with her for her popularity and even thought about what kind of luxury advertisements to place in the live broadcast of her daily life, but she didn't want to live in the

apartment.

"I can communicate with them during the training camp, and I don't have to live there."

Mr. Zern was speechless. Suddenly, he thought of something. "Miss Scott, are you worried about the poor condition of the apartment? Don't worry about that!"

Mentioning this, Mr. Zern was proud.

He purposely spent a huge amount of money to decorate the Love Apartment, which was very nice and luxurious. The environment looked very good on camera.

He excitedly pulled out the tablet, and while showing Ziana the picture of the apartment, he introduced to her, "The decoration of our apartment is contracted by the top ten decoration companies in Japera City.

It will definitely make you feel comfortable. Take a look. Is the style very girly? Or what are your requirements? We will do our best to satisfy you! Just tell..."

Ziana raised her hand lightly, and when he saw it, he stopped talking inexplicably.

He always felt that Miss Scott had a magical power that made people want to follow her and listen to

her.

"My request..." Ziana said, "Donald, you tell him."

The man standing on the far left took a step forward, nodded respectfully, and handed him a stack of documents, which was as thick as a dictionary.

"This is a list of all the furniture, ranging from sofas and televisions to toothpaste and towels. Miss Scott only uses designated brands."

"In addition, Miss Scott gets up on time at six o'clock every morning, and the alarm should not

exceed 40 decibels."

"Twenty centimeters away from the bed is the most comfortable distance to get out of bed. The floor needs to be paved with a moderately soft and hard carbon carpet."

"The temperature of the washing water prepared for Miss Scott should be kept between 36.8 degrees and 37.5 degrees. If it exceeds 0.1 degrees, it will make Miss Scott feel uncomfortable."

"Miss Scott's three meals are all prepared by dedicated chefs who have been cooking for over ten years. The cuisine changes according to Miss Scott's mood."

"Before going to bed, Miss Scott only takes a bath with the pure handmade essential oil, which costs 20 thousand dollars per gram. The origin of the raw material of the handmade essential oil must be betweer latitude 36 and 38 in South America. The picking of the leaves must be at the same time as the first sun shines in the morning."

"The most important point is that at nine o'clock every night, Miss Scott has to take a beauty sleep, so everyone must turn off the lights and keep quiet.

Ziana waited for him to finish speaking, then glanced lightly at Mr. Zern. "These are all my requests, can Mr. Zern do that?"

He was speechless.

These requirements were ridiculously detailed and dramatically superficial.

He had never been so particular in doing anything in his life!

Mr. Zern smiled awkwardly, and said humbly, "Miss Scott, you don't have to live in the apartment, but can you cooperate with the live broadcast?" Ziana didn't want to live in the apartment because she was breastfeeding and the baby couldn't live

without her.

Seeing that Mr. Zern was so easy to talk to, she also said straightforwardly, "No problem."

Outside the base, just after the interview, Vivi happily ran to Boris' side, grabbed his arm, and asked coquettishly, "Isn't it boring to wait for me for so long?"

Boris shook his head, glanced at her close body, and asked gently, "Can we go?"

At this moment, a group of bodyguards came out, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Ziana was surrounded in the middle, still wearing that Taekwondo suit. When the wind blew at

night, her skirt fluttered as she walked, which made her look very fairy.

She was beautiful like a painting!

The witty reporter had already picked up the camera and snapped to take pictures.

Some even wanted to take the opportunity to interview her, but they were politely rejected by the bodyguards before they approached.

Everyone could only watch Ziana get into the Rolls-Royce, and then the car drove away.

"Miss Scott has a good family background and looks so beautiful, which is really enviable."

Vivi deliberately said this to test Boris, but she couldn't wait for his reply for a long time. She turned

her head to look at him and immediately pinched the palm of her hand severely.

The man was staring with full concentration in the direction where Rolls-Royce left!

He was distracted because of Ziana!

The two of them must had a history!.

There was a trace of hostility flashed in Vivi's eyes.

After two minutes, Boris looked over and asked coldly, "What did you just say?"

Vivi smiled and said in a gentle tone, "It's nothing. Boris, let's go back."

Boris hummed. "I'll drive you back."

After an hour, the car parked at Largo Villa.

Vivi unbuckled her seat belt, but instead of getting out of the car immediately, she leaned towards

him.

Her chin was pressed against his shoulder, and the distance between the two was so close that even

the hair on his face could be seen clearly.

But for some reason, at this moment, what flashed through Boris' mind was the white neck that he saw in the evening.

Under the moonlight, she looked so s*y in lake-green silk that he couldn't help feeling his mouth

dry.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help licking his lips. He had a bit of desire in his heart.

Seeing this, Vivi couldn't help being delighted.

She knew it was impossible that Boris did not have feelings for her.

She blushed, feeling that something was going to happen tonight. She invited him excitedly and shyly. "Boris, do you want to go in and have a seat?"