The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

Chapter 179

I knew it. Matthew is just another a*shole.

“Oh, no, no, no. Even if we’re biological siblings, I still wouldn’t give the discount. I have tens of people under my employment and the decor of your wedding venue is all using the state-of-the-art imported materials. Do you know how expensive that is? You can slap me, but you cannot expect me to slap on a different price tag on all this!”

It‘s three hundred million we‘re talking about here. A ten percent discount already amounts to thirty million. My legs would be broken way before my stance on this matter ever breaks!

Matthew, who had a subtle smile on his handsome face, replied, “Slap you? Sure, but have you thought about whether it would be on the right or left cheek?”

“You choose. Whether it’s the right or left cheek, I’m fine with either one.”

A determined Veronica stuck her face out in front of him while she braced herself for the slap.

Looking at the petite woman with her short hair that framed her fair, flawless face with a pair of big, bright eyes and long, thick eyelashes at such a close distance, he felt that she looked just like a fluttering butterfly. Her clear innocent gaze made her look playful and adorable.

When she smiled, she looked like the pretty and innocent neighbor girl whom everybody liked. On the contrary, when she had the poker face, she would radiate a sense of femme fatale that fooled people into thinking she was aloof. All of these made him fall head over heels for her.

Although she had displayed a combination of being stand-offish and innocent, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

How could there be such a woman in this world? Matthew never thought that he would be charmed by a woman in that manner one fine day.

“Let’s quickly get this over with! Once you have slapped me, I won’t have to give you a discount,” Veronica reminded as she looked at him.

Listening to her, he laughed out loud. Then, after seeing him raise his hand, she immediately shut her eyes when she saw his hand coming.

Yet, the slap that she waited for never came. Instead, she could feel the man’s big and

warm palm gently touching her cheek.

Veronica pushed him away with a frown. “Are you actually taking advantage of me right now, Matthew Kings?”

As he staggered backward, the man had a slightly cold look as he grabbed onto her elbow. Stepping back, he placed his thumb directly in front of her nose. “Have a whiff; what does it smell like?”

“Ew, it stinks. Did you poop in your hands or something?” Veronica covered her nostrils in disdain.

Matthew nodded seriously and wiped his hands with a tissue that he took out from under the desk. “I didn’t go to the toilet earlier.”

does your hand stink so

ask yourself

“Ask… myself?”

was caught in a daze before she subconsciously touched her face. To

she sniffed her hand. Oh my, it... really stinks... Is this my saliva? This is

was asleep earlier. My apologies for

a few tissue papers

of wiping her face, she noticed the undisguised smile on Matthew’s face. With a stern face,

“Properly wipe your face. You wouldn’t want any sh*t

Matthew

“Get lost!”

was what

splayed out his arms and gestured, as if it didn’t

Veronica then laughed

in a tactless manner, they were a straightforward and honest person, which many people would struggle not

in that instant and it made him want

remembered that when he first knew this woman, he had acted in an unscrupulous

seeing ever again. So, this is what it

What are you thinking

you?”

things to him, but he merely stood there and stared at her in

hand in front of him, she then pushed him when there was

his composure after being in deep thought. “So,

“Don’t

go

“Sure, I’m famished.”

knew that she had her own company as a wedding planner,

would be receiving the balance of the payment tomorrow once the wedding had ended, it would be unwise of her to offend Matthew at this

do you want

I should be the one treating you. As you’ll be married tomorrow, let’s eat something simple since you should

your opinion about

for a while before

seat and snorted. “What does your marriage to her have to do with me? All you have to do is look after her well. I don’t really have any opinion about this.” The scum marrying the tramp—what a

to predict, yet he thought that it was