The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey looked at Bruce in disbelief, “What’s going on?”

“Kayden,” Bruce said with a depressed look on his face.

“I’m engaged to Bruce, no formalities, no living in the old house, plus I have one condition, please grandpa, please say yes.” Lindsey had a serious look on her face. “News of Bruce’s recovery must not be divulged.”

“As you wish.” Old Mr. Grant replied as quickly as he could, and as soon as his cup of tea was set down, he gestured for Jack to come forward, ordering him to inform the Aidans, Kaley, Charlotte and the others to be waiting in the Royal Garden.

Lindsey couldn’t help but stifle a giggle at Bruce’s adorable look of glee.

Once in the car, Old Mr. Grant gave the two of them a little smack and squinted in relief. It was only a forty-minute drive from Nine Lakes Hill to the Royal Garden. When they got up the hill, all the members of The Grant family were already there.

Old Mr. Grant didn’t say anything else, he ordered Bruce and Lindsey to make a tea toast and the marriage was sealed. As for the reason, Old Mr. Grant said that Bruce could not stand up, which made people think differently.

When the matter was settled, Old Mr. Grant did not sit down for long, and after drinking tea, he greeted Lindsey and Bruce and asked them to leave.

Once down the hill, they saw Old Mr. Grant off and got into the car to head back downtown.

“I’ll take you out for Western food.” Bruce hugged her with a warm smile. “And a present for you.”

“Can we not have western food?” Lindsey rested on his arm and muttered with a slightly disgruntled smile, “It’s not enough.”

Bruce responded then was dumbfounded, “Don’t worry, you can order as much as you want until you’re full.”

Lindsey was silent and said nothing more.

Bruce took her hand and played with it, then without skipping a beat he repeated what Tankard had said at Cloud Mountain and looked at Lindsey miserably.

“What are you looking at me for, just do what big brother tells you to do.” Lindsey was in tears when she heard that Tankard had given him rules like that.

But after all, he was his own brother, and he was always looking out for himself in everything.

Bruce was speechless, but still held her waist and wouldn’t let go, his chin, with its green and white markings, rested heavily on her shoulder, “If I really listen to him, won’t I be a monk.”

“Bruce will you behave yourself.” Lindsey sweatdropped, her cheeks flushed as she swept the back of Cary’s head, “Talk dirty to me again and I’ll get you.”

The shy and annoyed look made Bruce laugh, and it took a while for the laughter to stop, “Okay, I’ll stop.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Lindsey’s anger subsided when she saw that he had admitted his mistake, and she snuggled up to him softly, talking about Professor Lee asking her to write.

Halfway through the story, Bruce immediately guessed that Professor Lee’s friend was Old Mr. Palvin, and had an uneasy feeling.

Given Professor Lee’s friendship with Old Mr. Palvin, how could he ask Lindsey to write and send it to him for such a big event as a birthday party …

Bruce’s thoughts were interrupted and he got out of the car first, as usual, and got into his wheelchair.

The Attendre restaurant was on the top floor, the French word for waiting, and was one of the most touristy restaurants in the city, with membership fees alone costing tens of millions of dollars a year.

Taking the lift to the upper floor, Bruce controlled the wheelchair out and reached out to take Lindsey’s hand in his and naturally interlocked his fingers with hers.

“Is this your property too?” Lindsey let him take her hand and couldn’t help but be curious. “How much more property do you have, anyway.”

“I don’t know, my eldest sister does the agency and I do the catering and other industry. I opened this restaurant when I was fifteen, it’s been over ten years now.” Bruce tilted his head slightly to look at her, “You’ll be the owner’s wife here from now on.”

“Who cares …” Lindsey lifted her chin arrogantly, though her eyes were still drawn to the lavish decor.

The two were seated in Attendre’s classic revolving restaurant, and immediately a waiter brought out dessert.

The Wind Of Change was a very gentle and comforting tune, and Lindsey blushed again when she looked up and met Bruce’s eyes.

The 360 degree floor-to-ceiling glass revolving restaurant, the clean blue of the sky seemed to be within reach, and the outline of the green hills in the distance was as clear as if it was right in front of her.

Lindsey sighs in admiration, gets up and walks to the window to look down. She listened to the soft music in her ears and looked down at the traffic weaving like molehills beneath her feet, and couldn’t help but feel a little dazed.

She didn’t want such a luxurious life, she just wanted to be with him in peace and quiet.

She looked back at Bruce’s face, which was so charming in the sunlight, but so distant.

“Bruce, have you ever brought any other girls here before.” Lindsey curled her lips and asked, seemingly offhandedly, “Have you ever arranged a surprise like this for anyone else.”

“Of course not, you’re the first and only one.” Bruce slid calmly to her side and gently took her hand, bringing it to his lips for a delicate kiss, “In my mind, you’re the only one worth all this trouble.”

“Meaty …” Lindsey smiled happily and sat smoothly on his lap, closing her eyes in happiness.

What girl doesn’t have vanity, and Lindsey was no exception. No matter what the future holds, at least for this moment, his words sounded good didn’t they.

When the song was finished, Bruce looked down and nibbled on Lindsey’s soft earlobe. The low voice with a smile seemed to carry a magic that tickled Lindsey’s heart like a feather.

For he said, “Marry me, Lindsey!”

Lindsey was dumbfounded for a moment, until a ring was placed around her middle finger and she responded.

Looking dumbly at the ring, with his initials visible on it, she had many, many things to say, but in the end, all she could say was three words: “Why?”

“Silly girl, there’s no such thing as why.” Bruce kissed the back of her silky hand dotingly, “You’re engaged, I asked once before at the View, are you going to keep saying no?”

Lindsey opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.

“Shhh …” Bruce’s warm fingers, gently pressed to her lips, followed by pulling out another ring, “Now, you put it on for me and I’ll be your husband from now on. ”

“Husband …” Lindsey repeated his words unconsciously, thinking for the first time that they sounded so beautiful coming from his mouth.

She looked blankly into his eyes, took the finger ring with her name engraved on it and gently slipped it on him.

The tune played by the orchestra abruptly became lighter, and the entire restaurant staff began to walk in a neat line, a rose in each hand, in an orderly and silent manner.

“May you be happy.” A warm blessing was heard as each rose fell into Lindsey’s hands.

Lindsey looked at Bruce dreamily, her heart mixed and her eyes red.

“Be good, I promised to give you a home.” Bruce gently wiped away her tears, his expression solemn and serious: “From now on, I won’t let you shed a single tear for me, I promise.”

“You have my word.” Lindsey cried and laughed as she nestled shyly into his arms.

The rich scent of roses, the soft, flowing music, the clean, warm … embrace of the man beside her, all of it made Lindsey’s heart beat wildly. The moment Bruce’s kiss fell with a shudder, she closed her eyes in happiness.

After the long, tender kiss, Bruce carried her back to the table and began to eat.

The meal took nearly two hours to finish, but the two were in no hurry to leave, instead continuing to listen to the music.

Downstairs in the restaurant.

Aurora was stopped by the security guard at the door and politely informed that it was closed for the day.

The phone call to the main desk and the knowledge that it was Bruce’s idea broke down her ever-so-subtle self-control once again.

When she had been interested in getting in touch with Bruce, as her father had arranged, she had offered to dine at Attendre several times, but not once had she been able to do so.

At this moment, all her frustrations burst like a balloon filled with air.

Taking out her phone, she hesitated and inclined her head to look at Selena: “Inform the people who have arranged to come over and take video as soon as they come down, and at the same time have these people flush them out.”

“Isn’t that a good idea, why don’t we hold back a little longer?” Selena looked at her with a little fear. “Mr. Grant isn’t as good-tempered as Edward, I’m worried …”

Before she could finish her sentence, Aurora cut her off, “There’s nothing to worry about, the more he likes that simpleton, the more I’m not happy about it.”

Selena didn’t have the guts to wade through the murky waters, she had been brought up to keep a low profile, preferably so low that she had no presence at all.

After a few moments of silence, watching Aurora’s face grow darker, she had to speak up again to remind her, “But your Old Mr. Grant …”

Aurora snapped, remembering her grandfather’s birthday, and a wry, grim smile appeared on her face, “Let them go for now today, but those people will have to come if they have to, no need to do anything, just ask Bruce for an autograph.”

Selena let out a relieved shush and nodded heavily, “Okay, I’ll let reporter Kang know right away.”

Aurora released her hand, which had been clenched into a fist, and leaned back exhaustedly into her chair, her deliberately flat eyebrows furrowed deeply into a Sichuan frown.

She couldn’t say why she hated Lindsey so much, but if Bruce had been interested in a girl from a family of similar status, she would have lost, even if she had lost.

But when someone who had no background to speak of and whom she had once laughed at suddenly stepped on her head one day, it made her feel deeply aggrieved.

Especially now, she had been beaten in the face by a simpleton from a mountain valley, and the feud would never end.

After a moment’s loss of concentration, Aurora calmed down and calmly instructed the driver to drive.

Selena watched her face carefully, wanting to say something, but seeing how unhappy she was, she had to keep her mouth shut.

She had been away from the country for many years and had no idea how many people in the cabinet had stepped down over the years because of their domineering children.

The engagement had only taken place at noon, and the news had spread everywhere.

Lindsey was already a legitimate member of The Grant family, and if she continued with her nonsense, she would be the only one to lose face.

Selena pursed her lips and shook her head in disbelief.

A short time after they left, a commercial vehicle with a set of plates drove up to the restaurant and pulled into the car park.

Several young girls, notebooks and pens in hand, were waiting for Bruce and Lindsey to emerge, laughing and joking.