The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Aurora was confused watching his movements, at first not thinking, when she saw the image that appeared on the big screen, she was suddenly shocked as if her face was ashen.

The bottom of Selena intuition behind leapt over a touch of cold, can not think much, quickly get up to flee the venue.

This audio video, filmed exactly how Aurora conspired with herself to throw dirty water on Lindsey’s screen, followed by Aurora’s medical certificate.

She was really killed this time.

Compared to their panic, the other reporters were obviously with the chicken blood general, have raised their cameras to take pictures, recording.

Lindsey shrugged, looked at the chaotic venue, and then looked at Aurora, who was surrounded by reporters and could not move an inch, and shook her head and laughed.

Bruce’s face eased up and he took advantage of the chaos to carry her backstage.

Edward also returned to the backstage in a short time, his starry eyes glittering as he looked at Lindsey.

“You’re not afraid that The Palvin family Old Mr. Grant will come back and force you to marry Aurora.” Lindsey was so angry and amused. “Ask Lily on the phone yourself, Old Mr. Grant is mad today and I don’t know when she’ll be able to come down.”

Bruce went and poured two glasses of water over, handed one to Lindsey and raised an eyebrow at Edward and smiled away. “How also has to Monday, you rush also useless.”

Edward thought about the same, face vaguely floating smile. “Go now, or stay a little longer.”

Bruce was about to speak when Larissa pushed the door in with gusto, gloating and laughing. “Miss Aurora is being asked a lot of questions, and she can’t move yet.”

“She’s always loved the moon, let her have a good time.” Bruce said, raised his hand to look at the time and invited the group to join him for a late dinner.

There is no reason why someone should not be invited, let alone Bruce.

The staff was left to maintain the order of the scene, a group of people came out from the backstage, each car left the hotel and went to a nearby barbecue restaurant.

In order to prevent the news from leaking, Hector had already packed the venue in advance and checked the surrounding environment.

Everyone arrived at the place to get off, laughing and talking into the store, each pulled out a chair and sat down.

Edward sat right next to Bruce, and the two of them were talking to each other, their voices getting lower and lower.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“You’re too impulsive tonight.” Bruce took a sip of white water and reminded, “Old Mr. Palvin is currently seriously ill and The Palvin family is in trouble, but there’s still more than enough to spare to deal with you.”

“Do you want to stand by and do nothing?” Edward gave him a sidelong glance. “I’m extremely skeptical of Lindsey’s vision right now.”

“Che …,” Bruce added with a light snort. “I’m not begging you to clear this up for Lindsey.”

“I did so without your begging.” Edward leaned over, smiling slyly. “Lindsey called me big brother, so you should call me one too.”

“Fuck off!” Bruce’s reply was clean and sharp. “Good brother-in-law, if you don’t want to die too ugly, you’d better settle down a little.”

Edward touched his nose, remembering Lily, who was still on the mountain, and put up with it.

The night was not over until eleven o’clock in the night, Lindsey ate a bit of support, back to the old house how can not sleep.

Bruce saw her pacing up and down the room one trip at a time, and couldn’t help but laugh at her. “Keep your mouth shut, and you won’t feel so bad next time.”

“If I don’t eat, your son will be hungry, okay?” Lindsey collapsed into her chaise longue, rubbing her stomach uncontrollably. “Get over here and help, or you’re not going to sleep either.”

“Yes, sir!” Bruce got up and walked over to carry her back to bed, moving gently to rub her tummy. “I still can’t feel it. It’s flat to the touch.”

“It’ll be at least four months before you can tell, so you’ll have to wait.” Lindsey closed her eyes in comfort, her mouth humming. “I can’t eat with Karen in the future, this guy is too good at fooling people.”

“It’s obviously your own mouth.” Bruce laughed lightly. “I don’t know who ate a plate of beef by themselves.”

“Disgusted with me.” Lindsey frowned and glared at him viciously. “Want to go pick up Aurora so you can enjoy the blessings of a flock.”

“Good wife, I’m wronged, okay, just short of a June snowstorm.” Bruce furrowed his sword brows. “Just like her, who dares to have anything with her ah.”

“So, if she is gentle and gentle, you are not repulsive.” Lindsey wouldn’t let up. “She’s really a scumbag.”

Bruce felt slightly hurt, big hand habitually moved to her chest, smiled. “It seems to be bigger …”

“Bruce you rascal …” Lindsey was embarrassed and hurriedly took his hand away. “In all seriousness, I think what Edward did tonight was a little too much.”

“Not too much, The Palvin family is not the right kind of family, this kind of thing can not be blamed on others.” Bruce lounged down next to her and laughed, “If it were me, I’d probably be a lot tougher.”

Lindsey gave him a sideways glance, imagined what he would have said if he had been on stage, and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

The next morning, Edward arrived early at the door of the old house and dragged them to Nine Lakes Mountain.

Old Mr. Grant’s spirits were restored and he seemed in a good mood.

After sitting down and chatting for a while, Old Mr. Grant asked Lily to play chess.

Lindsey saw Edward’s face full of shock, so she kindly counted out what Lily knew.

“I can’t believe Lily is such an insider.” Edward laughed heatedly, while secretly thankful that Lily only had herself in her heart.

Lily’s chess moves were no more tricky than Lindsey’s, so Old Mr. Grant often won, and won in a real way.

After playing two games with Lily, Old Mr. Grant picked up his cup of tea and took a sip of tea, greeting Lindsey on the court.

“Grandpa, I’ll even let you have a piece this time in chess.” Lindsey sat down in Lily’s place and said with a smile, “The usual rules.”

“OK, you girl is getting bolder and bolder.” Old Mr. Grant smiled, and said to Edward with words in his mouth, “Edward, you also learn, when everything is let, then let.”

Edward blushed and hung his head in silence. “Old Mr. Grant is right.”

Old Mr. Grant did not want to pursue the matter, twirled the pieces and played with Lindsey in a straightforward manner.

Bruce on the other side couldn’t help but laugh, thinking that Old Mr. Grant was not enough to control himself and Lindsey, but also to control Edward.

The time came to noon, so naturally everyone stayed at Old Mr. Grant to have lunch.

Edward’s cell phone rang when he sat down in the dining room. He looked at the number, hung up calmly and put the phone on silent.

Old Mr. Grant raised his eyebrows, his insightful gaze swept over, and smiled: “Your grandfather’s temper is still the same, tell him later that the granddaughter of The Grant family is worthy of you.”

Edward was shocked to stand up immediately, and said, “Edward is reckless, if there are any improper things, I hope Old Mr. Grant will not take it seriously.”

Old Mr. Grant waved his hand and looked lovingly at Lily, saying, “Lily girl has been reading you to me these two days, since you like each other, what do I have to take into account.”

Edward was overjoyed and immediately knelt down: “Edward promises you that he will not fail Lily in this life.”

Old Mr. Grant saw this, the tiger’s eyes were astonished, and immediately showed a sulky face. “There is gold at the knees of men, what are you doing!”

Edward slowly stood up and scratched his head innocently.

He was so excited, he didn’t know how to express this feeling at all, and ghostly kneeled down.

“It’s just, Lindsey, what do you think about this.” Old Mr. Grant looked at his silly look, his face gradually eased down, did not move to look at Lindsey. “You are Lily girl’s sister, this matter you make the decision.”

Lindsey couldn’t help but laugh at this, all agreed to still let themselves do what the main.

The rest of her eyes glanced at Lily, whose cheeks were burning red, she cleared her throat and laughed, “Marriage is always a matter that requires parental consent, and Lily and I don’t have parents, so just listen to Grandpa.”

Old Mr. Grant nodded in satisfaction and picked up his chopsticks to greet everyone for lunch.

After lunch, Lily got into the car with Edward and left as she wished, Lindsey watched their car go away, feeling slightly sad.

“Lily has to get married sooner or later, so Edward should marry her sooner rather than later when she gets familiar with it and makes a joke.” Bruce held her hand, smile doting. “Don’t you worry too much.”

Lindsey tilted her head, squinting up at him against the light, barely tugging at the corners of her lips. “Easy for you to say, Lily married out, you stay on the mountain with grandpa ah.”

Bruce pondered for a second and laughed, “Let her come back a few times a week and that’s it.”

Lindsey speechless, but think this idea is actually not bad.

The Hawke familyOld Mr. Grant, it was said, had found a man for Edward who was of good standing and knowledge, but also young.

Old Mr. Grant said personally that she is a member of The Grant family, which means that he will take care of the marriage.

In B City, Old Mr. Grant to do things, no one has dared to oppose.

Although The Hawke familyOld Mr. Grant does not join the army, but and Old Mr. Grant age, and are living in the city, each other still know each other’s existence.

If you have such a big face, I think he will not object to it.

After settling Lily’s affairs, the two stayed on the mountain until the evening dinner before returning to the city by car.

Old Mr. Bosh’s funeral is scheduled for Wednesday, Lindsey took time off from school early in the morning to go with Bruce to the florist, personally picked out a wreath for Old Mr. Bosh, and wrote an elegy.

When he came out of the florist, Bruce got into the car and started talking, his face full of worry.

Lindsey noticed that he was not in the right mood and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

“Maybe you shouldn’t go, I’ll just attend for you.” Bruce reached out and rubbed his hand over her stomach. “I’m not so sure about that.”

Lindsey froze for a second, realized he was worried about the baby in her belly, thought about it, and agreed with a smile. “Then I’ll wait for you at home.”

“Okay.” Bruce saw her promise, and a smile appeared on his face. “I’ll be back after the funeral.”

“By the way, tell Professor Lee for me that it’s not really a good idea for me not to go on such an important day.” Lindsey took his hand in hers. “Come back early.”

Bruce nodded, signaled the driver to stop, took the wreath himself, waved for a cab and set off for the cemetery.

Lindsey sat in the car until the cab was out of sight, then instructed the driver to return to the old house.

She doesn’t really believe in ghosts, but the weather today is really not good, it looks like it will rain at any time. The cemetery was on a hill, and the temperature was already on the low side, so she didn’t dare take any chances.

Back at the old house, Lindsey got out of the car and deliberately went to the logistics to look at the four puppies she had picked up before returning to the side yard.

She turned on the computer to read the latest news, and tiredness gradually came over her. After checking the time, she greeted the maid and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep.

When she woke up again, Bruce was already back and Randy was with him.

Lindsey was surprised and looked at Bruce suspiciously.

#### Chapter 254 : The Painting Exhibition Controversy

“I met him at the funeral home, and he said he wanted to thank me, and I couldn’t knock him out and throw him out.” Bruce did not feel comfortable with Randy’s visit. “What a big deal.”

Lindsey listened to his chatter, his eyes fell on Randy, and politely said, “Master Gregor came here today, not just to say thank you, right?”

Randy was slightly surprised, but luckily he hid it well and didn’t show it, just shook his head gently.

Could it be that he thought too much … Lindsey smiled, ordered the maid to bring the fruit plate, and stopped talking.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Bruce sullenly drank a mouthful of tea, unhappily said: “The words are also finished, you are fine is not it time to go.”

“There is something else.” Randy faintly converged his eyebrows. “I’d like to ask Mrs. Mr. Grant to write an inscription.”

“Uh …” Lindsey looked at him with difficulty and hesitantly spoke, “I don’t know what kind of writing Mr. Gregor wants.”

Randy raised his eyes and looked straight at Lindsey. “Next month, it will be our Old Mr. Grant’s 90th birthday, and I would like to ask for a longevity inscription.”

Lindsey turned her head to look at Bruce. “Bruce, what do you think.”

“It’s the same to get someone else to write it, it’s just a piece of writing.” Bruce felt that Randy was making a big deal out of it.

Lindsey knew that Bruce was uncomfortable, and she herself felt that it was a little bit too much.

There is no shortage of famous calligraphers who can write well.

In addition to Old Mr. Bosh, Old Mr. haley’s handwriting is also often given as gifts to foreign guests. If he were to invite, he would get a piece of work of great value in a minute.

Randy’s idea was completely different from theirs. Grandpa and Old Mr. Grant had different philosophies in governing the military, so everyone thought that the relationship between the two old men was not working.

He wanted to take a piece of writing back from Lindsey in the name of the birthday, so that Grandpa could let go of his prejudice and let go of his grudge with Old Mr. Grant.

In the silence, Lindsey opened her mouth with a smile, but did not agree to this immediately, only said she would consider it.

Randy didn’t force himself to do so, so he sat down for a while and then got up to say goodbye.

As soon as he left, Bruce started to chatter again. “What do you think of Gregor’s name.”

Lindsey ignored his emotional question and asked seriously, “What do you know about Old Mr. Gregor, of The Gregor family?”

“Not too much, he and his grandfather, one in the Navy and one in the Air Force, bicker from time to time over the situation today.” Bruce thought carefully for a while and instantly came to his senses. “This kid named Gregor has a deep enough mind.”

“How so?” Lindsey was confused by his unspoken words. “He didn’t ask for anything too much.”

Bruce rubbed his temples and explained with a bitter smile, “Old Mr. Gregor is on par with our grandfather, both of them have retired, but they are not uninvolved in the world.”

After a pause, he continued, “The two of them almost every time they meet, they can quarrel a lot.”

Hearing this, Lindsey also understood Randy’s intention and could not help but feel amused. “Come to beg word with me, might as well just go beg grandpa to attend it, this guy is really calculating.”

“Wait …” Bruce snapped sitting up straight with a look of indignation. “This kid is punking me.”

Lindsey saw him startled, simply did not bother to pay attention to him, himself went to the study to read a book.

Bruce sat alone in the living room for a while, thinking that he still had to talk to Lindsey, so he also went to the study.

When he pushed the door in, he saw her flipping through an ancient book and said with a bitter smile, “Don’t be busy, you can’t agree to this.”

“Tell us the reason.” Lindsey put the book direction, eyebrows with a smile at him: “Can’t just not agree for no reason.”

Bruce sighed, pulled out a chair and sat down, incidentally, told the past between the two old generals, and looked at her with sunken eyes. “Do you think this painting can be given away.”

Lindsey did not think there was such a deep connection, so she shook her head gently.

Old Mr. Gregor has a straightforward temper and likes to be straightforward when it comes to tactics. Old Mr. Grant, on the other hand, is the opposite, and is concerned about the military is not tired of deception.

The two actually have no deep-seated hatred, but if her own words are sent over, it is Old Mr. Grant’s initiative to make peace, and this kind of thing certainly can not do.

But she had been to The Gregor family, and was no stranger to Old Mr. Gregor.

It can be said that this time Old Mr. Gregor is ill, she has also contributed to the effort. However, the birthday is different from her private visit, once this word is sent out, it may make Old Mr. Grant unhappy.

With this in mind, Lindsey also felt that Randy was too much of a pest and had almost made her do something wrong.

Bruce laughed when he saw her face change from one side to the other. “I almost fell for it too, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Lindsey shrugged and remembered that there was a painting exhibition by a painter from N in the art district today, so she suggested going there to have a look.

Bruce thought there was nothing to do during the day, and the wedding house for Cary and his wife had already been bought, so he agreed to her request.

The art district was a bit far from the old house. Bruce was worried about Lindsey’s hunger, so he told the driver to go to a nearby bakery and buy some cakes and bread to keep on hand, as well as drinks.

After more than half an hour of driving, the car entered the parking area of the art district.

Lindsey got out of the car and saw that there were still a lot of people, so she couldn’t help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

This painter is generally famous in N, and his character is also numb, but he is highly praised by the H media, making it seem like he is the titan of the art world.

After buying the tickets and entering the venue, Lindsey took Bruce’s hand and slowly looked at the works one by one, and occasionally commented on the ones she liked.

Bruce has little research on painting and calligraphy, which one is pleasing to the eye, which one is good.

After seeing the oil paintings, the two of them took a short break and continued to visit the ink paintings.

Lindsey loves ink painting, so she spent a long time admiring each painting, while still trying to educate Bruce.

Bruce looked like listening carefully each time, but in reality, his mind was not on the painting at all, and he paid attention to her red lips.

When he came to a painting with lotus flowers, Lindsey started to give him a lesson again, but when he didn’t say anything, a young man on the side interjected and said in a hard H language, “This lady’s knowledge of calligraphy and painting is so shallow, it’s rare to see.”

Lindsey turned around in surprise and found that she did not know him at all, and became a little angry. “What this gentleman means is that you are very knowledgeable.”

Saito Muzo raised his head proudly and sneered, “That’s natural.”

“You are not from H, are you?” Lindsey also laughed, and a flash of disdain quickly flashed across the bottom of her clear, bright eyes. “I wonder what the author of these paintings is related to you.”

“This is my teacher’s work.” Saito Muzo swept a contemptuous glance at Lindsey, his eyes showing contempt. “I am certainly not a lowly person like you.”

Lindsey was furious at his words, and with an arm raised, he directly gave the other party a big mouth. “Who are you calling inferior!”

Saito Muzo was hit dizzy, reacted to the whirlwind wailing security. “Come on, someone, this woman is …”

Bruce did not give him the opportunity to continue talking at all, one hand choke his throat, eyes ruthless. “Believe it or not, I’ll break your neck!”

“Help …” Saito Muzo’s soul was flying as he looked at Bruce in front of him, and recognized that Lindsey had saved his life and his teacher’s life in Africa, his tongue was in a knot, and he couldn’t finish his sentence.

Security guards quickly gathered around, but no one came forward to dissuade. This person, on the grounds that he is the painter’s apprentice, likes to boss around from the time the venue is set up, and despises H people left and right.

Seeing that Saito Muzo’s pupils had begun to dilate, Lindsey promptly patted Bruce’s shoulder and advised, “Forget it, it’s not worth making a mistake for such a person.”

Bruce hated to let go of his hand, his tone stern. “Apologize!”

Saito Muzo felt his neck loosen up, and suddenly took a big breath of fresh air, which had the effort to consider Bruce’s request for an apology.

Bruce did not rush him, and when he was almost out of breath, his big hand went up again to choke him cruelly by the throat. “Apologize!”

Saito Muzo did not think he had said anything wrong, he is now a foreign guest, and also from the honorable N country.

What’s wrong with a curse, he didn’t say anything wrong.

In the stalemate, the security guard, fearing that someone might get killed, notified the nearby police station while contacting the organizers of the exhibition.

Lindsey was worried that things would get too big, so she advised Bruce again. “Forget it, he’s been taught a lesson anyway.”

Knowing what she was worried about, Gu Xu let go again and retreated to her side, asking with concern, “Did your hand hurt from the punch?”

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt very much.” Lindsey smiled, her eyes fell on Saito Muzo and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “This gentleman, I don’t know where your pride comes from, but this is the land of H. Please watch your words.”

After the words, his eyes fell to the work tag on his chest, and the smile on his lips grew cold. “I think Mr. Saito Muzo, soon you can return to your country, you are not welcome in our country H.”

Bruce also noticed his badge and silenced his name a few times.

The police arrived a few minutes later, and when the two heard that they had gotten into a confrontation with a foreign guest, they immediately had to take Bruce and Lindsey back to the police station.

“What country are you police, out of the police without asking questions to arrest back, who taught.” Bruce’s face was grim, his gaze was cold as he looked at the visitor, and added: “This son of a bitch humiliated my wife, I didn’t beat him to death is considered light.”

“Please cooperate with us …,” the police officer spoke weakly: “Please get in the car.”

Bruce was angry and did not listen, but Lindsey stopped him and apologized to the police.

As we were talking, the organizers and the artist himself arrived. After asking what happened, he apologized to Lindsey.

“This is the land of H. You are welcome as a guest.” Lindsey opened her mouth in fluent international language and looked cold. “But the behavior of this student of yours is disappointing.”

The painter listened and bowed deeply in apology, and offered to give the painting Lindsey had just admired.

The steep change in the situation made the police officers at the side also feel quite speechless.

Lindsey narrowed her eyes and glanced at Saito Kiso with little emotion. “No need, speaking of the name of your country, or the name given by a female emperor in our history, according to your student’s logic, your entire country is not even considered inferior.”