The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

If we talk about sex, there are many actors younger than Larissa, and a lot of hope to pick up a family boy to help their career.

Burton has no need to pick an older one, unless he is deliberately looking for bad luck with Bruce.

Larissa looked down in thought for a moment and replied, “I’m sure it’s his drink that’s the problem, because I’ve taken unopened beers for the previous ones in the box.”

“The unopened ones are just as good for tampering.” Lindsey was noncommittal. “And when he gave you the drink, did he say anything else.”

“Nothing else was mentioned, but one of them was a photographer.” Larissa said, immediately startled, heart palpitating pat their chests.

If not for the phone call to Lindsey last night, it is possible that today the world is full of their own sexy photos.

Lindsey’s thoughts are similar to hers, thankful, but also think Burton has grown too crooked, actually know from their own side of the people to start.

When she looked up, her eyes lingered on Larissa’s face for a second, she thought of Lily, who was still at Nine Lakes, At once Larissa secretly screamed a bad thing.

Terry’s family will not leave until after Aidan’s first day. If the couple is going to Nine Lakes during this time, Burton will probably take the opportunity to follow them there.

Lily is simple-minded, in case she is confused by Burton, she is not only harming her sister, but also suffering Edward.

Thinking of this, Lindsey immediately took out her cell phone and told Larissa to be silent before calling Lily.

The call was answered, and Lily’s happy laughter rang out in her ears. “Sis.”

She is now very proficient in using the phone, and she speaks H Mandarin well, but her accent is rather heavy.

Lindsey curled her lips and smiled faintly. “Lily, do you have any guests to see grandpa today?”

Lily carefully recalled and said, “Yes, but Jack did not let up the hill, seems to be the surname Harris.”

“So, then you remember, in the future if the one surnamed Harris goes up the mountain, you must not be too nice to him either, he doesn’t like me and he wants to kill me.” Lindsey pursed her lips, and her tone was serious as she admonished. “Remember?”

“Remember, do you have anything else? I’m going to watch TV.” Lily took the remote control and lounged comfortably on the couch watching soap operas.

Lindsey had a couple of instructions before she hung up the phone and smiled bitterly at Larissa.

Larissa didn’t ask who she was calling, and sat quietly for a while, asking about Hector’s identity and experience.

Lindsey looked at her with bewilderment, not knowing how to answer.

The first thing you need to do is to marry someone, but you don’t know what they do.

Larissa saw that she did not say anything and thought that she did not agree to marry Hector, her face instantly appeared lost. “Forget it, if you don’t want to say it, don’t say it.”

“What the hell does it count, he’s my personal bodyguard, he used to be a soldier.” Lindsey raised her hand and poked her forehead. “You don’t know anything and you’re all about marriage, who would dare to marry.”

Larissa laughed dryly and chatted for a while longer, hearing Bruce shouting from the next yard, so the two got up and joked their way back around.

“It’s actually good to think about marrying someone else, to let go of utilitarianism and live a more comfortable life.” Larissa Xing is perhaps touched by the scene, very low mood. “I’m thinking of taking a break.”

Lindsey was about to make fun of her when she saw Cary stumbling into the courtyard with Carl in his arms.

One of Carl’s arms was hanging down, and he looked badly hurt.

Lindsey quickly went over to check it out and suddenly grabbed his wrist, pushed it upward, and lifted it.

Carl’s face eased up with a small click, and he thanked her. “Thank you, young lady.”

“We’re family, let’s not talk about family.” Lindsey waved her hand, checked again to make sure the reset was intact, her face sank, and asked, “What happened, and by whom.”

“Gregor’s guard, said to be from Shaolin Temple.” With a cold face, Carl walked to a side gazebo and sat down. “I received information about The Palvin family of dead soldiers and ran into Master Chief Gregor when I went to check it out.”

“Why would he do it? Could it be that he wants to help The Palvin family.” Lindsey’s face was also very ugly, just as Bruce also Hector out, so he threw a wink at him over.

Bruce faintly converge eyebrows, a few steps to Carl’s side, concern asked: “How, do you want to go to the hospital.”

“No, Master Gregor said that last time his arm was also taken off, and said that we have high level people in The Grant family, let me come back and figure it out myself.” Carl inadvertently glanced at Lindsey and added, “The reason for doing it is because the place where the dead man stays, is the property of The Gregor family.”

“Well, you go back to your room and rest, and let Cary take full charge of the company.” Bruce patted his shoulder and his eyes fell on Cary. “What about you, you’re not hurt.”

“I’m fine.” Cary scratched his head and helped Carl back to the courtyard where they lived.

Larissa, who was listening to them in the clouds, didn’t know what was being said. When she saw Hector, she suddenly remembered what she had said earlier and asked, “Do you agree or not.”

Hector parted his face and quickly avoided her gaze, his handsome face floating a deep dark red. “Agree to what.”

“Forget it, I won’t force you if you agree.” Larissa graciously stepped forward and took the initiative to hold his hand. “Thank you for saving me last night.”

Hector waved his hand, and wanted to say something else Larissa turned away, only to hear her say, “I’ll go back first.”

“Go ahead and catch up on your sleep.” Lindsey winked at her and escorted her to the door, personally watching her get into the taxi before turning back to the side yard.

A few moments later, Carl came into the living room in the courtyard, changed clothes, and was talking to Bruce about something.

Lindsey sat aside casually and had no intention to participate.

If Randy really wants to interfere in this matter, it is useless for her to interfere, because the family of The Grant family is Bruce after all, not her.

After a while, she remembered that there was still some poultice left from her grandfather’s prescription, so she got up and went to the study to take it out and give it to Carl.

“Thank you.” Carl thanked her again, exchanged glances with Bruce, and withdrew with good sense.

Lindsey watched him out of the yard and continued to pick up her laptop, leaning lazily on the couch to surf the Internet.

Bruce moved over to her and reached over to take the computer away. “Carl may be looking in the wrong direction, I just discussed with him, behind this incident, it seems there is a Burton cousin.”

“He’s been very idle lately, and he went to Nine Lakes Mountain this morning. He couldn’t have known we’d be looking into him, and deliberately went up to Grandpa to show his alibi.” Lindsey leaned into him and closed her eyes tiredly. “I really want to finish him off with a knife, but Randy has a pretty big face, so he better not fall into my hands.”

“Well, you’re always thinking about fighting and killing, it will bring down the baby.” Bruce’s voice smiled gently. “Tired or not, let me pinch your shoulders.”

“Sure.” Lindsey let out a comfortable breath. “Let him bounce around for a few days, or he won’t know how he’ll die by then. The third aunt put him out, I guess it’s a test run to see if we’ll move.”

Bruce shook his head helplessly. “No more thinking about it, you go back to school tomorrow, do you want to go pick out a few pairs of comfortable shoes.”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let them send them over, I’m too lazy to move.” Lindsey yawned. “Why are you always trying to sleep.”

Bruce scooted out to make it easier for her to rest on his lap. “The doctor said these are normal reactions, and you’re a medical student, don’t you know that.”

Lindsey didn’t answer and fell asleep on his lap.

Bruce looked down and couldn’t help but smile.

Reaching for a thin blanket from the sideboard, Bruce carefully covered her with it and leaned over to open his laptop.

The weather would be cooler in a month, and he would be back in the army by then, so he planned to pick out a few more outfits for Lindsey to keep on hand.

Opening a preview of the season’s fall clothes, he picked out sixty sets at once and told the agent to send them to the old house right away.

After choosing the clothes, he remembered that he still had shoes to choose, so he opened the preview of shoes again, and picked 60 pairs of shoes and asked the agent to send them over.

After finishing these, it was already 11 a. m. Bruce moved away from the computer and saw that Lindsey still had no intention of waking up, so he carefully moved her head away and bent down to carry her back to her room.

As soon as Lindsey was next to the bed, she woke up and looked at him with confused eyes. “How long did I sleep, and what time is it.”

“Not long, just like an hour, it’s after eleven how.” Bruce helped her up and smoothly put up a pillow for her to lean on. “Then sleep some more, I’ll stay with you.”

Lindsey yawned again, her eyes focused on his face, and suddenly smiled. “Where’s my pole dance.”

“Why do you remember this …,” Bruce looked at her with a headache. “Tonight, tonight I will dance for you.”

Lindsey covered her mouth and ate and laughed for a while and reluctantly agreed that he would dance at night.

After lunch, the clothing agent and shoe agent, drove over the clothes and shoes Bruce picked out. Lindsey had no choice but to temporarily cancel her plan to go to Nine Lakes Mountain and make a serious selection.

Bruce’s taste is good, basically he picked the clothes, from the style to the color Lindsey like.

After all of them, Lindsey started to get sleepy again. In order to keep herself from falling asleep, she had to drag Bruce to the training room.

“I thought we were going to dance at night, what are you pulling me over here now left.” Bruce looked at her with a wary gaze, always thinking there was something wrong with her smile. “I am determined not to accept the rescheduling.”

“Look at you nervous, am I the kind of person who goes back on his word.” Lindsey raised an eyebrow in disgust. “How can you not trust me?”

Bruce made her look shivery and subconsciously put up his hands. “What my daughter-in-law says is right, I firmly obey her instructions.”

“Okay, not going to get smart with you.” Lindsey was good-natured and amused, pulled him to sit down, and by the way handed over the booklet brought from the study. “Take your pick and see which dress style you like better.”

Bruce was confused, took it, found it was a clothing style booklet, suddenly bitter smile to head.

Whenever Old Mr. Grant ordered something, he didn’t give people much room for thought.

The wedding is the same, knowing that Lindsey will start work tomorrow, but he wants to book the wedding for next weekend.

However, if you think about it, you really should do the wedding, otherwise when Lindsey’s belly grows, God knows what kind of wind will blow in this town.