The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Bruce subconsciously felt a chill down his spine and his head went down, his deep eyes staring at his toes.

Lindsey also shrank in fear, twisting her fingers uneasily, not daring to retort half a word.

Probably the two warily look too abject, Old Mr. Grant cleared his throat, and said: “This matter must be given to the public an account, Lindsey, this matter you step in to deal with.”

“Okay.” Lindsey looked up with trepidation and laughed dryly, “Grandpa, don’t get angry, it’s not good for your health.”

“Can you not be angry!” Old Mr. Grant was still angry, his face was cold and solemn. “I was almost angry with you all, one by one, all so unconscious.”

Bruce is also angry, but he does not have the guts of Kaley, just defiantly pursed his lips.

This is a very subtle action, but somehow it was seen by Old Mr. Grant, instantly angry. “Say you are still not convinced, right, then you tell me, this matter how to make the whole country know.”

Bruce sweated profusely, the clothes on his back were instantly wet, and hesitated to explain: “The sick child was very young, and the situation was unknown at the time, so if we were to tell the public at this time, it would only add to the psychological pressure of the parents of the sick child.”

Old Mr. Grant did not deny it, wrinkling his eyebrows and looking at him seriously.

Since he had already said it, Bruce had nothing to fear and continued, “Originally, we were going to wait for the situation to stabilize and officially give the outside world an account, whether good or bad, but some people like to take advantage of the opportunity to throw dirty water.”

“What do you mean!” Old Mr. Grant again moved to anger. “You kid, give me a clear statement.”

“We haven’t found out who’s behind this, but we can be sure that this public opinion campaign is the result of human control.” Bruce’s tone also went cold. “Edward will hold a conference tomorrow afternoon to explain the exact situation.”

Old Mr. Grant stroked his beard, narrowed his eyes and looked at Lindsey, saw her head lowered, looked as if she was very aggrieved, to Bruce’s words, but also a few more trust.

Since they have a way to deal with the situation, Old Mr. Grant also does not want to care, sat for a while and then get up and leave.

After sending Old Mr. Grant back, the two of them smiled bitterly at each other, comforting each other and went to the courtyard.

Bruce returned to his room and pulled Lindsey into bed with him, saying nothing would let her leave. “I was scared by grandpa, you stay with me, and give me the pressure by the way.”

“I’m scared too, okay.” Lindsey pinched his ears in amusement and obediently lay down next to him. “I hope everything will be peaceful after Sangu and the others leave.”

“It will be, you can sleep in peace, didn’t you just say you were tired.” Bruce patted her back and closed his eyes contentedly. “I have to get some sleep, or I won’t have the energy to clean up the bunny this afternoon.”

Lindsey knew who he was talking about, but wasn’t too interested, so she slowly closed her eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.

At the same time, Fragrant Garden villa area.

As soon as Edwin enters the house, he tells Kaley that she is impulsive and shouldn’t have confronted Lindsey head-on, nor should she have confronted Lindsey in front of Old Mr. Grant.

Kaley was angry at her mother’s house, and when she came home, she had to bear his accusations, so she was furious, and she started cursing like a machine gun.

The two of them argued in the living room and eventually started to fight.

Burton hid on the second floor, side ears listening to the movement downstairs, thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line.

He closed the laptop, he went out of the balcony, leaned down to look downstairs, went back to the room to get a new pair of cloth shoes to change, followed by a quick slide down the balcony, gingerly slipped out of the courtyard.

He did not dare to drive, nor did he dare to go to the main road, but followed the surrounding flower beds, gradually touching the entrance to the community, followed by a big swing out.

When he arrived at the city, he followed the location provided by Aurora and went upstairs to push open the door of one of the elegant rooms.

Aurora had been waiting for him for a long time, and when she saw him enter, she snickered. “What, you’re using public transportation now, Harris?”

“It doesn’t do you any good to laugh at me.” Burton looked at her lazily. “I know you’re eager to take on Lindsey, and I am, so why don’t we work together again.”

Aurora raised an eyebrow and opened a clear smile. “Do you think you’re in a position to make a deal with me right now.”

Burton huffed, narrowing his narrow eyes and looking at her coldly.

Aurora was unconcerned by his anger and reached for her cup of tea, taking a sip of it and pushing the papers on the coffee table over to her.

Burton’s lips floated a disdainful smile, carelessly took it, and casually opened it.

This is a plan on how to fight Lindsey, and let Bruce make a mistake, written in great detail, and not too difficult to operate.

After a cursory scan, he couldn’t help but carefully read it again and said incredulously, “I can’t see you’re quite good at it.”

“Don’t compliment me, let’s talk about the details if you want, but forget it if you don’t.” Aurora picked up a dried fruit and elegantly put it under her nose and sniffed it. “My time is precious.”

“You’re not afraid I’ll take this plan and go see your Old Mr. Grant,” Burton said, looking at her with a smirk. “I always thought Miss Aurora was broad-minded, but it turns out she’s just a small-minded person.”

“You’re right.” Aurora lazily leaned back in her chair, her watery eyes carrying a few mocking smiles. “If I were worried, I wouldn’t have seen you today.”

At this point, Burton gave up trying to talk back to her.

The same person is going to be dealing with anyway, even if something goes wrong, it will be shared equally between the two, he has nothing to hesitate.

Burton thinks he is very quick, but Aurora feels that he is sluggish and procrastinating. After a few moments of deliberation, Burton called the waiter and ordered him to serve wine.

“It’s not too late to celebrate until we get Lindsey killed.” Aurora felt very speechless at his move. “You can’t sit still before it starts, no wonder you’ve been overwhelmed for so many years.”

Burton didn’t take her taunting words seriously, instead he took out his phone and swiped his Twitter feed in an old-fashioned manner.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He hadn’t really heard the parents’ fuss in the living room earlier, but he did catch some key words.

Old Mr. Grant’s determination to drive the family out of B City has been set, rather than brazenly staying, he should go outside and enjoy the pure air of capitalism.

Unfortunately, due to his special status, he has not had the opportunity to leave the country since he grew up. This time Old Mr. Grant to send them away, how must also arrange a good country, think about it is beautiful.

The bikini girls on the street, you can buy your own guns, that life is the life he wants to live.

Aurora saw that she could not hit him with words, coldly grunted, also followed by taking out her phone, logging into her Twitter account.

A few moments later, there were a few knocks on the door outside the elegant room, followed by the door being pushed open, but the person who came in was not a waiter.

Burton instinctively looked up, found that he did not know the other party, suspicious to look at Aurora.

The man is tall, thick sword brow, a pair of cold deep eyes, emitting a gust of cold air, firmly locked Aurora.

Aurora tensed her face, expressionlessly looked at the visitor, said unhappily: “What are you doing here.”

“Watching you.” Duane closed the door and took a big step over to pull out a chair and sit down. “Don’t tell me that you met this boy today just for afternoon tea.”

Aurora’s eyes sank slightly and she quickly shot out to grab the papers on the table.

Unfortunately, she was a step too late and watched as the papers were taken away by her cousin, who got up with a cold whirl. “Where were you when I was being bullied, why do you have to act like you’re looking out for the greater good here?”

Duane didn’t stop her, but didn’t look to look through the papers either, his eyes sharply fixed on Burton and he laughed, “Burton, your leg is okay, right?”

Burton smiled, a face instantly rose red, annoyed to glare at him. “The Palvin family is not in a good position nowadays.”

Duane did not take his mockery lightly, raised his eyebrows and laughed lightly, “The Palvin family does not need to worry about Burton, but there is a word of advice, I still want to advise you.”

Aurora didn’t have time to listen to him reason with people, and lifted her feet out of the elegant room.

She had clearly planned this and hadn’t mentioned it to anyone beforehand, so how did Duane know and how did he find out about it?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and suddenly she was a little unsure whether she should continue to target Lindsey and launch public opinion attacks.

Duane is always away, that is, rarely come back on New Year’s Day. This time, if Old Mr. Grant’s illness was not really scary, uncle would not have notified him.

As she thought about it, Aurora suddenly remembered the slap she received from her uncle at the hospital, and resentment instantly filled her heart.

The third generation of The Palvin family is not only her and Duane, uncle is a violent temper, Duane was sent to the army for training at a very young age, while she went abroad. The rest of the family followed the plan given by Old Mr. Palvin and moved up the ladder step by step.

Only, according to the plan of the elders in the family, she and Duane both went into the army and one went into politics. Unfortunately, she did not like this arrangement at all, and when she met Bruce after returning to China, she became more and more resistant to it.

Duane is very different from her and seems to like this arrangement and is happy not to return to B City.

After shaking off her head, Aurora got into her car and couldn’t resist calling Selena.

In B city, Selena and Duane are close, she must know something.

The call was answered, and Selena’s lazy and charming voice soon came to her ears. “Aurora …”

“Have you seen Cloud Mountain in the past few days,” Aurora said straight away, “I just saw him.”

At this end, Selena was shocked by Aurora’s serious tone and immediately said with a straight face, “He is your cousin, isn’t it normal that you would see him, I haven’t seen him.”

It was strange, what was so suspicious about a family meeting, and what did it have to do with her, an outsider.

The family’s meeting is not suspicious, and what does it have to do with her as an outsider?” When she was lost in thought, she heard Aurora say, “It’s okay, I just asked in passing, today’s tweets are great, remember to read them.”

Selena was still wondering when the other side hung up the phone. Shrugging, she really logged on to Weibo and went straight to the trending.

One, two, three … in a row, the first ten were all questions and rumors against Hui Ai, Selena looked alarmed, a layer of cold sweat gradually seeped on her forehead, glad she did not participate.

She quit Weibo, considered carefully, and turned her head to call Randy.