My Dreamy Old Husband

As soon as they came in, they chased the customers out and drove off the staff into the office at the back.

As a result, the lobby became Sandra’s territory.

Raising her chin, she was arrogant beyond comparison as she commanded, “Come here, Scarlet. I want to introduce you to a guest of honor.”

Sandra was so respectful of that foreign woman that she did not even dare to look straight at her.

At a loss for words, Sophia thought she had heard wrongly. “What the hell?”

As soon as she said that, Sandra immediately shot up and her appearance became commanding, much like a Tibetan Mastiff. “How dare you? You better watch your mouth, Sophia Edwards! How dare you disrespect Miss Lucile?”

At that moment, Sophia was startled by Sandra’s sudden shout. She flinched and looked at ‘Lucile’ incredulously with wide eyes.

The woman looked to be in her twenties and about the same age as her. She had a pair of blue eyes that looked as elegant and bright as gemstones, shiny blonde hair and defined facial features. She was indeed graceful as she sat there silently. Even just slightly looking up, she was giving out a powerful aura.

The moments her eyes were focused on someone, they would immediately feel the pressure of someone superior. It made breathing difficult and they would instantly be respectful.

This is… Princess Lucile… of the Michel Family?

After a long moment of eyeing her up and down, Sophia suddenly smiled.

Sandra really had the guts to have someone impersonate Lucile.

No—it wasn’t necessarily her.

Sophia’s sharp eyes looked at the boastful Sandra and then at Abbie before she seemed to understand something.

it back and said in a

store. The day she came was when Sandra coincidentally dropped by too, so this

them again and then

was not going to sit back; she wanted to know what these

of her concealed identity. When she was in Africa, she often tagged along with Cooper to see the Michel Family’s properties but because her face was ruined at that time, she was either covered with gauze or she was wearing a mask. To this day, there weren’t many people who knew

just sat there and chatted with a dozen bodyguards standing behind them. Looking at

middle, Sophia wondered if she was really

with her aura, she looked more like Lucile than the

a few pets roaming around. Just then, an Alaskan Malamute wandered before Sophia before she casually instructed someone to lead the dog away. She gazed at Sandra and the others and

casually chatted in French, thinking Sophia would not understand and made up stories

an outsider. They’re shamelessly committing fraud using the Mitchell Family’s name and they are extremely disrespectful to the Michel Family too,” Sandra commented. “It’s outrageous; don’t be fooled by her appearance. She looks respectful but she will curse you as soon as

nonchalant, as if she hadn’t

Lucile did not speak, she looked at Sophia

guards, Sophia saw that they were all carrying bags. This was a high-end consumer area and there were many luxury flagship stores located nearby. It seemed like they had just gone shopping

and clothes. They were all famous brands too… Sophia

looked like she must have spent a fortune just to trick

they did not plan to just sit around

Abbie gloating, “We

this, Sandra

so she could come to

best if Lucile

Abbie suddenly changed her tone and spoke in Cethosian. “This store of yours is filthy. Look—Miss

at Lucile Michel’s pointed diamond high heels, Sophia saw that her shoes were indeed stained. “Cheryl, come and