Married a Secret Billionaire

Lena felt uncertain. “Them?”

“Those who look down on me! I want to prove how great my family is to our daughter-in-law!” Fleur clenched her teeth, nearly crushing the steering wheel.

Lena chuckled, keeping her head down. The large diamond ring on her finger sparkled in an unfamiliar, elegant light. Despite feeling out of place, a unique warmth enveloped Lena.

Fleur sped along, instructing her bodyguards to contact the wives on the way. These women usually attempted to flatter her but often fell short.

Their shock was evident when they heard Madam Fleur wanted to play poker with them. They promptly agreed and followed her directions. –

Lena trailed behind, surveying the club. The atmosphere was serene, posh, and luxurious. The people who came to greet them seemed prestigious, yet they treated Fleur with respect.

Once inside the VIP room, Fleur halted and gestured to Lena, who hesitated to extend her arm.

Fleur impatiently grabbed her hand and placed it on her own, glaring at her. “Didn’t Chris say you’re direct? Why so slow?”

Lena bowed her head.

your finger,” Fleur whispered. “Why

Lena complied.

stern and imposing Lena now resembled

greeted them cheerfully as she entered. “Mrs. Cloud, Mrs. Grant, and Mrs.

&

Mrs. Johnson, Mrs. Rudd, and Mrs. Weir… Hadn’t they just bumped into

played along. “Yes, it’s been a while! You look even more

also have a

curry favor. Not only would they let her

also have a keen eye! You’ve certainly chosen an exceptional daughter-in-law, Madam

my daughter to your son, but it seems you’re not

but failing to hide her smile. “She’s not my daughter-in-law. You can’t say

“She’s not?”