The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

The Life Of A Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 3

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.”

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. What does that make of

Tiffany arrived at Hilton Restaurant, but it wasn’t until half an hour after she

keeping

he oozed seductive

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. “It’s okay, Young Master Matthew. You’re punctual; I’m the one

Matthew 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

please,

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most expensive lunch set and a bottle of red wine. Sitting cross-legged with his back leaning against his chair, he fixed Tiffany with a piercing stare, asking, “Since you’re the daughter of the Floch Group’s owner, why were you in the suburbs that day?”

food delivery because my dad wanted me

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