Married a Secret Billionaire

Janine paused and looked toward the rest lounge, realizing that it was the pair of mother and daughter she was envious of earlier.

Cordelia asked politely, “Madam, I know you’ve bought the painting, but can I take a photo of it for my mother?”

Janine was rather surprised. She had thought that the girl would make her feel guilty and ask her to give up on the painting in the name of filial piety or aggressively offer a higher price to buy the painting. After all, she had seen too many of these so-called socialites in her circle, and she knew too well how to handle them.

It was just a surprise that the girl did not act as expected when she was already ready with counterattacks.

Janine scanned Cordelia from head to toe. The girl was fair and fresh with a gentle demeanor. Her eyes were clear and pure, like they had magic and caused one to look into them involuntarily.

Even though she had already bought the painting, it was still in the gallery and unmoved. Anyone who passed by could take photos of it. Yet, this girl was asking for her permission.

A rare smile broke on Janine’s face.

“You want to take a photo of it for your mother?”

Janine then thought about her brat of a son who had nearly gotten an unknown woman to be her daughter-in-law. It infuriated her so much… Thinking of this, she could not help wanting to stuff Zephyr back into her womb!

…

look at that

Cordelia followed Xyla’s gaze.

abstract and dreamy as they seemed to paint a

the signature and saw that it was a famous artist

do you like

did not answer her as she fell deep in thought with complex emotions playing

a

shook her head in

had grown up.

to those carefree days. Her eyes turned red, and she asked Cordelia, after a moment, “Can we buy

should be rather expensive.

she rarely saw Xyla liking something so much. She smiled and nodded at her mother

to her, “I’ve already bought this

her head back to see Janine. She could not

in her middle age, but she maintained herself well. There was an elegance in the way she carried herself. With a small smirk,

here indeed came in touch

“I’m sorry for interrupting. Excuse