The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

Chapter 3 A Reward of 100 Million

Elizabeth turned around, her severe expression instantly easing into a benign smile as she walked up to Veronica. “You’re Veronica?”

Veronica disliked Matthew, and she felt nothing toward Elizabeth. Still, she asked out of courtesy, “What can I do for you, madam?”

Elizabeth’s smile broadened into a cheerful grin at the word ‘madam.’ “Your looks are average, but you’ve got quite a smooth tongue.”

Veronica was born with fair skin, so she made a special effort to black her skin, thicken her eyebrows with makeup, and add a lot of freckles to her face. As a result, she did look quite plain at first glance.

Elizabeth took Veronica’s hand affectionately, saying, “Young lady, I’m old, and I just want to have a great-grandson. I’ve looked into your background, so I know your parents are being hospitalized. You’re a nice kid who works part-time after work to earn money to support your family. As long as you’re willing to bear a child for our family, I’ll agree to whatever terms you wish.”

know you want to have a great-grandson, but this is a family matter for you guys. I’ve got absolutely nothing to do with it.” Are you kidding me? This is a bit too hasty. Don’t tell me I’m gonna have to bear a child for the Kings Family just because I have slept with Matthew.

but it wasn’t until half an hour after

keeping

good-looking features, he oozed seductive charm with only a slight curl of his thin lips, causing Tiffany’s heart to go pit-a-pat and her eyes

very moment, however, she felt that the broad-shouldered and slender man before her was exuding the regal air of a noble prince through his every pore while giving off a chilly vibe that would keep any strangers away. Restraining herself despite her fluttering heart, she stood up and nodded gently out of courtesy.

shot a glance at her before withdrawing his gaze. “What would you like to eat?” Tiffany had little makeup on today and was wearing the latest dress from Dior, paired with Gucci’s limited-edition earrings

order whatever you please, Young

pressed the call button

against his chair, he fixed Tiffany with a piercing stare, asking, “Since you’re the daughter of the Floch Group’s owner,

I was doing food delivery because my dad wanted me to see the world. He wanted to see whether I