The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Aurora didn’t say a word, Burton wanted a place in The Grant family that no one knew about. But after years of tossing and turning, he still seems to be left out of Old Mr. Grant.

And according to his father, there will be a change of command in the army at the end of the year and Commander Edwin is likely to be removed.

The forces in the army were intricate and she didn’t know much about them, but a glimpse of what was going on was all that was needed. From the speed with which these gossips spread, it was clear that The Harris family, a direct lineage, was likely to be axed.

Upstairs in the ballroom, Aurora’s eyes glazed over when she saw the hosts, Mr. and Mrs. Iverson from Hong Kong Island, chatting with Bruce and Lindsey.

Mrs. Iverson was even holding Lindsey’s hand affectionately, not knowing what she was talking about, and both of them were smiling happily.

You know this Mrs. Iverson, who has never given a damn about the so-called celebrities and rich and famous in H. It was she who had returned from abroad earlier in the year and made a special transfer to Hong Kong Island, but she had not been able to meet her.

Jealousy spread through her heart once again, just as Selena’s sigh of relief came to her ears, which made her even more determined to get rid of Lindsey.

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On the side, Selena noticed her dark face again and exhaled a breath of frustration helplessly. “Aurora, it’s time for us to go over there, don’t lose your manners over this simpleton.”

Aurora pursed her lips, forcing a small smile, and followed her to the table she had arranged.

Coincidentally, they were seated right next to the main table number one. Where Aurora was sitting, she was facing the back of Bruce and Lindsey.

The dinner began with the host taking the stage and the usual uninspiring opening remarks.

Bruce took Lindsey’s hand in his and leaned over slightly to whisper against her ear. “Mrs. Iverson seems to like you a lot.”

“Did she, I thought she was always this gentle and easy going.” Lindsey smiled and leaned over his shoulder, snickering, “Unfortunately, it seems a lot of people don’t like me showing up.”

“Whatever they like.” The force in Bruce’s hand increased slightly. “I like it just fine.”

“Meathead.” Lindsey pouted, feeling helpless as she felt the not-so-friendly glances cast behind her.

The purpose of the dinner was to strengthen exchanges and cooperation between wealthy businessmen and celebrities from both sides of the Taiwan Strait, as well as to raise money for the drought-stricken areas of the southwest.

Lindsey couldn’t help but ask Bruce as she watched the big screen, with the donation cheques constantly flashing by. “Why does every cocktail party, banquet, and even auction, have to be linked to charity.”

“That’s just the way the rules are in this circle.” Bruce kissed the back of her hand with amusement. “If it’s just a banquet, no one usually wants to attend, but in the name of charity it’s a different story.”

Lindsey puffed out her cheeks in thought and nodded in agreement.

Bruce saw this and the smile on his face widened a little. “Actually, it’s good to talk more, after all, every successful businessman has an extraordinary eye.”

“Well, you make a good point.” Lindsey smiled back. “But I’m so hungry.”

“Wait a little longer, we’ll eat in the lounge later when I’ve donated the money.” Bruce patted her shoulder heartily and lowered his voice in a serious manner. “Not only can we eat, it’s okay to eat me.”

Shy and bashful, Lindsey used the back of the wheelchair as a shield to quietly reach into his shirt and pinch the flesh of his waist.

She didn’t think anyone would notice, but behind her, at the fourth table, Aurora took in the details of their intimate interaction. Those cool, moon-like eyes were once again aflame.

Selena, who had also watched the scene, took an elegant sip from her glass of water and cursed, “Look at that fox, no wonder Bruce and Edward are so smitten.”

Aurora was upset and could not have been more unimpressed with Lindsey after hearing her words.

After the donation session is over, the buffet dinner follows and Aurora sits sullenly as Lindsey has lost her appetite, Selena has no choice but to bring her back some snacks.

The moment she sat down, she saw Mr. and Mrs. Iverson, Mr. and Mrs. Charlotte, Edward, and Bruce in the VIP lounge, and her heart sank.

Putting her plate down, she quietly touched Aurora’s arm and lowered her voice, “That idiot is following Bruce to the VIP lounge.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, several of the other bigwigs attending the dinner tonight also took their ladies to the VIP room.

Selena couldn’t have been more depressed as she watched the people she normally couldn’t make friends with walk through the door.

Aurora was even more depressed than she was, as she had come to this kind of dinner party to make contacts and find a way out. Now they were left in the hall, the proper family kids, and Lindsey, who had no roots, got in.

Picking up her fork with great fervour, she couldn’t help but think of the snacks on her plate as Lindsey, stabbing them around viciously, not noticing that Burton was standing right behind her.

“Here’s my card, I think we can actually work together.” Burton put his card down and turned politely and gently to leave.

Burton’s face instantly sinks and he ignores her as if she were nothing.

Phoebe, who had been looking for Miller, suddenly turned back towards Aurora.

Sooner or later, she would have to deal with Burton again, but right now, the most important thing was to get rid of Lindsey first.

The atmosphere inside the VIP room was much more cordial than the turbulence outside.

Lindsey sat quietly in the corner eating, while Bruce was not far away, chatting with a group of bigwigs. The men’s topics came and went, but the conversation was very enjoyable and relaxed.

Edward and Bruce in particular, two men who clearly don’t like each other, seem to be on good terms.

Probably because Lindsey was so dedicated to treating Chu, The Hawke family did not stop them from seeing each other.

The Grant family is the kind of family that many people would like to join, but who would want to miss the opportunity.

Lindsey had almost finished her meal when Charlotte came over on Mrs. Iverson’s arm and invited her to join her for tea, so she agreed without thinking twice.

The tea room was located next door to the VIP lounge, and as she pushed the door in, the aroma of tea hit her, and the nostalgic classic furniture gave the air a faint sense of tranquillity.

Lindsey was introduced by Charlotte and shook hands with the other ladies in the tea room, with a very appropriate manner.

Once seated, Mrs. Iverson, whether intentionally or not, took a sip from her cup of tea and smiled softly. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, but I can’t taste anything in my mouth and I can’t even taste this tea.”

At the end of his sentence, his smiling gaze fell on Lindsey. “I’ve heard that Mrs. Mr. Grant, who is quite knowledgeable about tea tasting, could you enlighten me as to the origin of this tea.”

Several of the other ladies echoed the sentiment, each with a smile that seemed genuine.

Only Charlotte blushed slightly and was about to speak up in Lindsey’s defence when she was stopped by a voice that rang sweetly in her ears. “Mrs. Iverson is too kind to me, I only know a little bit about it, not as much as my sister.”

The smile on Mrs. Iverson’s face remained unchanged, thinking she was referring to her maternal sister, and intentionally misinterpreting her words. “So Miss Gu also knows how to taste tea, I’m out of touch.”

Lindsey was originally talking about Charlotte, so she didn’t catch the other meaning of her words and continued to smile politely as she answered, “There is less communication between Hong Kong Island and Mainland China, so I can’t blame Mrs. Iverson for that.”

As she spoke, she lifted the cup of tea in front of her, sniffed the aroma, then observed the tea broth, followed by lifting the lid of the pot to see the shape of the tea leaves, and finally took a gentle sip, tasted and praised in a clear voice, “Good tea, this year’s Mengding yellow buds before dawn, the water is the sweet dew of lotus flowers taken from Jiuhu Mountain at dawn.”

Mrs. Iverson’s face flashed with a quick flash of surprise, too quick for anyone to catch. In the next instant, she returned to her gentle and easy-going appearance, smiling and complimenting, “Mrs. Mr. Grant’s knowledge of tea is truly extraordinary.”

The fact that she could tell what kind of tea it was only meant that she was in the habit of drinking tea. But to be able to taste the time and year when the tea leaves were picked, and to know the water used to make the tea, and what time it was fetched back, this was too mysterious.

It seemed that rumours killed people, and if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, Lindsey’s every move was clearly that of a lady of the house, and she would have almost missed the opportunity to make friends.

“I’m sorry, but when it comes to tea ceremony, my sister is the best.” Lindsey looked at Charlotte with a smirk, “I learnt that little bit from my sister.”

Charlotte’s intentional compliment was well received, and she met Mrs. Iverson’s gaze with a smile and a playful shrug. “I hope Mrs. Iverson doesn’t mind if my sister-in-law makes a fool of herself.”

Mrs. Iverson smiled back and looked at Lindsey with a look of disdain that was no longer outwardly warm.

The other ladies, those who knew about tea, naturally gave Lindsey a higher regard, and those who did not, seeing Mrs. Iverson’s change in attitude, also had the sense to follow suit.

The conversation moved on from tea to cosmetics, clothing and care products, and Lindsey was drowsy, but maintained a polite and appropriate smile, occasionally echoing a phrase or two.

After an hour or so of chatting, a waiter came and knocked on the door, informing that the outside was ready to disperse.

One by one, the room of ladies rose, Lindsey being the youngest and naturally staying at the end.

“Lindsey, you just scared the hell out of me.” Charlotte stayed behind and watched the ladies walk away. She put her arm around Lindsey’s shoulder and complained, “It’s only a sip of tea, how could I have tasted so much?”

“Just pretend you really can, no one would dare ask you for proof anyway. Besides, I don’t know how to, Bruce taught me.” Lindsey grinned and winked at her, glancing meaningfully at the small of her back. “How’s that, pregnant?”

“Nope, I’m even thinking about getting a test.” Charlotte collapsed, her eyes falling on Mack, who was walking in the opposite direction. “We’ve tried so hard.”

“You get an ovulation calculator and then you know …” Lindsey smiled an ambiguous smile. “Don’t be in a hurry to get up when you’re done, get a pillow and cushion this up.”

Lindsey said, reaching out very roguishly and running towards Bruce with a hand on her hip.