My Dreamy Old Husband

The corners of Ian’s mouth spasmed as he looked at the stack of nude photos Sophia had pulled out. Indeed, they were his nudes—all sorts of poses and expressions were revealed in these photos.

If his guess was right, Lucile had taken those photos several nights before—no, the fake Lucile was the one who took them.

Things began to make sense; he hadn’t been able to successfully pursue the gorgeous woman, but she suddenly agreed to have dinner with him that day. In fact, she deliberately had some wine too. Once they were done with dinner, Lucile was clearly drunk since she had a low tolerance for alcohol. Of course, Ian did not send her back to the Mitchells like a gentleman; he booked a room at the hotel and carried her there instead. Entering the hotel room as a man and a woman, anyone could guess what came after that.

Furthermore, Lucile had been absolutely certain that he would be the one to win the management rights, assuring him that he would get it. Much to his surprise, she vanished without a trace the next day. All the things he gifted her had been sold off—even the Audistin’s gold member card.

She was a scammer, no doubt!

Prior to leaving, she even slept with him and enjoyed every last bit of pleasure.

Ian kicked himself out of regret as he stared at the stack of nude photos.

So that’s how it is—Sophia must be in league with that scammer!

However, Ian remained calm as his fingers languidly tapped away at the stack of photos, a condescending look on his face. “Oh? In that case, you must’ve seen these photos of mine too. Since you’ve had a look at it, I wonder what you think about them,” he said nonchalantly.

With that, Ian even closed his eyes and pretended that this wasn’t concerning to him at all; he seemed like a perverted flasher who feared nothing.

Sophia calmly pulled over one of his nudes; his face was clearly shown in the picture along with his privates on display. Looking straight at it without any embarrassment, Sophia appraised it with surety. “Hmm, my thoughts? I do have a lot to say about this. From what I can see, it’s only 10cm—what a huge difference compared to my husband’s.”

Ian’s flippant smile slowly stiffened.

“Not only is it thin and short, it’s not a pretty one either. It looks so ugly! Even the foreskin is a bit too long.”

as this went on, keeping silent all the while. At last, he smacked the table hard and stood up. “I won’t let you get

continue speaking. She simply pulled out her elite, custom-made Dragon Eye 7 and began typing away after she unlocked the screen

“What are you doing?”

continued typing. “I’m sending out those

the caption typed up and the photos uploaded, his nudes were taking center stage. The post had already been uploaded; even if

“Sophia, y-you…”

so furious that

would never be able

from all around the world are going

immediately darkened

aneurysm any time soon, Sophia couldn’t bear teasing him further. She explained to him and said, “I’m joking. I

finally relaxed and heaved a sigh of relief, but he continued to

lowered her head and deleted the post that she had just drafted. Since there wasn’t any internet connection on her cell phone, the post was still in

held it in front of Ian’s face. “Stop! Let me delete that post first before you speak to me. If my fingers slip and

mouth sealed and a frosty expression on his face as he watched

out that everything was part of your plan; you arranged for that scammer to get close to me!” Ian exclaimed,

that scammer, you say? Mr. Edwards, have you forgotten how you came into contact

Mitchells, but as the former head of the Mitchell Family, Ian still had loyalists inside; he only found out that Lucile had been in contact with Vincent when they leaked the information to him. At that point in time, he decided to get closer with Lucile so

trick him, but he continued to question her anyway. “Regardless, you’re still the one who arranged for that scammer. Your initial target

that he couldn’t get his money back,

woman was a scammer from the very beginning, but she tolerated her the entire time. In reality, Sophia had been waiting for the scammer to finish

instructed the fake Lucile and Abbie to speak badly of Alice in front of Sandra; Sophia even got them to help her sneak some top-secret information out of the Mitchells