The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

After dinner, Old Mr. Grant went back to the study, seems to have something to discuss with Aidan, Lindsey and Bruce did not dare to disturb, had to go back to the room to watch TV to pass the time.

Outside the window, Gemma was still drizzling, and the wind that blew in from time to time was a little cooler.

Lindsey lay down to read a book, felt a little hungry, look at the time only 8:00 pm, so begged Bruce to take her to a kebab.

Bruce smiled, rubbed the top of her head and said, “I have to ask Grandpa first, if there’s nothing else, we’ll leave right away.”

“You’re the best, go on.” Lindsey smiled and patted her on the back. “That’s so handsome and cute.”

Bruce shrugged breathlessly, got up and opened the door to go out.

After a while, he pushed the door in and mysteriously crooked his finger at Lindsey, signaling that she could go.

Lindsey jumped off the couch, put on her shoes and ran outside.

Because it was raining, the two of them drove around the city and finally decided to go for teppanyaki.

Bruce drove the car to the nearest store, got out with an umbrella and picked Lindsey up and went into the store together.

The menu, Lindsey ordered some beef, chicken wings, some pancetta, and a few vegetables, smiling happily. “I think my cousin saw me on the way out.”

“Go ahead and watch if you like.” Bruce didn’t take it seriously. “Dad’s funeral is over, they’ll be gone, it won’t affect anything.”

“I’m not talking about their influence, but I think the sisters are really vindictive, they still hate me after years.” Lindsey bristled. “The point is I didn’t do anything to them.”

“I grew up with a lot of respect, so I’m used to looking at people from above.” Bruce shook his head helplessly. “After all, none of them are named Gu, grandpa can’t reach out and take care of them.”

Lindsey thought deeply. “When our children are born, we must not spoil this problem.”

Bruce sniffed, his sword eyebrows slightly raised. “You have?”

“No, there will always be.” Lindsey gave him a blank look. “Do I have, you do not know ah.”

Bruce laughed dryly, just as the order was delivered, he put on the disposable gloves, took the clamps and put the chicken wings and pancetta on the baking tray.

As he was grilling, a few more people came through the door, yelling and sitting in a wider seat.

Lindsey subconsciously glanced at them and was happy to see that they were Ben, Phoebe and Tina.

Bruce, seeing this, raised his hand to rub the top of her head and laughed, “You’re not trying to clean them up, are you?”

Because of the distance, Ben and other people, did not see Lindsey and Bruce.

Lindsey mused thoughtfully and smiled teasingly. “No, but if they mess with me, that’s another story.”

Bruce grinned, expertly turning the food on the baking sheet, keeping an eye on the movement of Ben’s group in passing.

They all looked like they had been drinking, all red-faced and talking at an incredibly loud pitch. After a while, a few more people joined in and started drinking noisily.

Bruce withdrew his eyes and chucked the roasted pancetta onto Lindsey’s plate with a doting smile. “Taste it.”

“Okay, wow.” Lindsey smiled back, picked up her chopsticks and started to eat.

Perhaps because Ben’s table, the noise was too loud, a waiter went over to discourage. The sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground and people shouting for help came out soon after.

Bruce frowned and went directly to the Security Division, and then continued to observe the progress of things.

“It looks like someone’s been hurt.” As soon as Lindsey spoke, a kitchen knife suddenly flew straight at her face.

Bruce was quick to catch the knife and got up to walk in the direction it came from.

Lindsey also followed, his face was gloomy and frightening.

When they got to the front, Ben and a large table of people, no one admitted to doing it.

Bruce coldly hooked his lips, raised his hand to Ben’s shoulder, turned back to Lindsey and smiled. “Honey, these people are too tough-mouthed, what to do.”

“Good idea.” Lindsey’s lips picked up a teasing smile. “Since no one is coming forward, we’ll have to find them ourselves, don’t you think so.”

When she first arrived in B City, she did go too far, but she didn’t take the initiative to do anything to them either. If they hadn’t bullied Bruce in the front, she wouldn’t have made a move.

After so many years and so many lessons, she still hasn’t grown up, so don’t blame her for not being polite.

After she finished speaking, before anyone could see what she had done, the nearest man rolled to the ground with a wail.

“Ben, do you want to try that?” Bruce’s smile was shady, and without waiting for an answer, the force on his hand sank a few notches.

With a small click, Ben’s left shoulder collapsed and his face twisted as he screamed, “You’re threatening me with violence! I’ll sue you!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk …” Lindsey stammered, followed by a kick to him without hesitation. “I’ll threaten you what, you sue.”

“You guys … you bully people too much!” Ben stammered in pain and looked at Lindsey incredulously. “Don’t think Old Mr. Grant is going to take you for granted when you provoke trouble for no reason.”

Lindsey bristled, exchanged a sideways glance with Bruce, and laughed again. “You know a lot.”

Ben’s spine stiffened, a little confused about what Lindsey meant by that, so he looked to Phoebe for help.

Phoebe just ignored it and stood up warily, ready to bolt. “Take your time, I have to go first.”

“No one is leaving!” Bruce was instantly furious. “This is not clear, want to leave is not so easy!”

“Bruce … Bruce, this has nothing to do with me.” Phoebe had a ghost in her heart, subconsciously hanging her head, her body shaking even more.

The other people at the table are even more afraid of the atmosphere are afraid to come out, joking, pissed off The Grant family big young man, save life is the first important thing.

Tina saw Phoebe could not slip away, also hurriedly put down the idea of escape, nervous to watch Lindsey’s every move.

After a few moments of stalemate, Dick brought men from the Security Division and escorted them all to the car without a word.

“A good trial, intent to assassinate active duty military personnel, this is the crime of treason.” Bruce dropped a salty remark, embracing Lindsey and laughing away. “We’ll eat and go over to see the results, don’t be too hard, it’s not good to get someone killed.”

Dick raised his eyebrows, hooked his lips in a heartfelt way, and led the people to turn around and exit the barbecue.

Bruce watched him walk away, embraced Lindsey back to their seats and continued to eat barbecue.

“Who the hell did the knife fly.” Lindsey was still a little uneasy, always felt like things didn’t look like Ben’s doing.

“Shhh …” Bruce made a silent gesture toward her and attentively pinned the grilled goodies to her plate. “Eat up first, we’ll meet that guy alone later.”

Lindsey flinched, then smiled with relief.

She said, Ben, that wimp, how could he suddenly have the courage.

When it was almost time to eat, Bruce got up to check out, followed by holding Lindsey’s hand and leaving the barbecue as if nothing had happened.

It was still raining, and the street lights in the distance were hazy in the rain.

The two returned to the car, fired up the engine and drove calmly forward.

“Where are the people.” Lindsey looked out curiously. “Who in the world would have the audacity to not only follow us, but to intend to kill us.”

“Coming out.” Bruce said, suddenly pulling the car over to the side of the road and jumping down agilely.

Lindsey, seeing this, followed suit and quickly got out of the car, not slowing down to chase after him.

The man who did it realized he was being watched and immediately fled towards the alley.

Bruce waited for Lindsey to get close, spoke to her quickly, turned around and ran in the other direction, while informing the guards who were ambushed nearby.

After about ten minutes of chasing, the man who attempted the assassination was stopped in his tracks by Bruce.

Looked back, Lindsey did not know when to appear nearby, forehead instant cold sweat spray.

Bruce whistled, step by step approaching the past, by the way to move the joints of the hands.

Lindsey back hands, also approached the past, with a harmless smile on his face, a pair of bright eyes, in the night looks very bright.

The alley, where pedestrians are scarce, is quiet and frightening.

The next moment, Bruce suddenly burst into action, without hesitation to move the hand.

Lindsey stood still and waited for the man to try to escape before unceremoniously striking.

After about two minutes of hand-to-hand combat, Bruce clapped his hands and slowly crouched to the ground, with a sly smile on his lips. “Is it better to get the hands or the feet first?”

“Feet, of course, to save him from having to run again.” Lindsey looked down to straighten the hem of his shirt and stomped the other man’s calf bone with one foot. “That’s pretty much it.”

“Honey, you’re so mean.” Bruce’s face floats up with a don’t-don’t look as he uses his hand as a knife and chops off the other man’s arm with a slap. “Be gentle.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“Okay then.” Lindsey smiled more sweetly, slowly squatted down, squeezed the other party’s other arm and wrenched it back hard. “Like this.”

“Well, and then in this way.” Bruce threw him an approving look and got up and kicked the man’s other leg off as well.

The man gritted his teeth and didn’t grunt from start to finish until he passed out.

“Gee, that’s no fun, I can’t believe I passed out like that, and I haven’t even asked anything yet.” Lindsey shook her head and sighed. “Now what.”

Bruce gestured to the guards standing by nearby and laughed softly out loud. “We’ll take them back and take our time, and we’ll go visit Miss Corfield.”

“Good.” Lindsey smiled pleasantly. “It’s time to settle some scores.”

Bruce wrapped his arms around her, turned around and gestured to the guards in the Security Division, and exited the alley in a good mood.

The time was just 10 o’clock in the night, the two arrived at the Security Division, greeted Dick, and immediately went to the office where Ben and others were being held.

Open the door and go in, Bruce gestured to the guard behind him, then turned around and went next door.

Phoebe was quickly brought in and sat across from them with a pale face and an aggrieved expression. “I want to know what crime I’ve committed to be held here by you.”

Bruce gestured for Dick and his men to exit, got up and closed the door to the room, speaking slowly and deliberately. “You have not committed a crime, but about half a month ago, I had been chased.”

Phoebe’s heart fluttered, and an embarrassed smile surfaced on her face as a way to hide her panic. “That doesn’t have the slightest thing to do with me.”

“Does it …” Bruce laughed back, trailing off intentionally with a thick mockery. “Miss Corfield has lived so comfortably abroad that she’s dulled her brain, and that’s not good.”

“You’re bloodthirsty!” Phoebe trembled and blustered and roared. “What evidence do you have that can prove that I hired the killer!”