Married a Secret Billionaire

Bianca outwardly complied, but a hint of discontent lingered in her eyes. Throughout the meal, her gaze kept drifting toward Chris. When Fleur spoke, Bianca would actively join in, steering the conversation toward their shared childhood memories.

In their youth, she frequented Fleur’s home, adoring the swing in her backyard and sharing a bed with Chris.

Lena listened quietly, her calm facade masking the fact the delicious food lacked flavor to her.

“Oh, Chris…” Bianca gazed at him innocently. “Could you take me to the mountains? I’m seeking inspiration for a photo series featuring the mountains.”

Chris’ eyes darkened, and he remained silent, subtly holding Lena’s hand under the table.

Bianca pouted. “Why aren’t you responding?”

“Aren’t you hungry?” Fleur tapped the table gently. “Let’s eat.”

“Aunt Fleur, I—”

“I don’t think you should join them,” Fleur gracefully adjusted her hair. “They have important matters to attend to. What would you gain by tagging along?”

and I used

you’ve grown up. Your mind shouldn’t dwell

settled over

Zuko exchanged a relieved glance. With such a supportive mother-in-law, what could they worry

was surprised. She hadn’t expected Fleur to take her side

is everyone staring at me?” Fleur

remember Aunt Fleur loves grilled salmon. Please let the

butler nodded

her lip. Despite

changed the topic. “Aunt Fleur,

meal!” Fleur snapped, placing her cutlery

Bianca flinched.

usually gentle and amiable, but only as long as her boundaries

couldn’t believe Fleur, who had always been affectionate toward

of the moment, Lina instructed the butler to serve Bianca some

Fleur, and the atmosphere