The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey’s heart sank to the bottom for a moment, and her voice was thick with exhaustion. “I’ve been dropped, that’s all.”

“Are you going to be okay?” Larissa’s tone was concerned as she was unsure of her state. “Do you need me to come with you.”

“No, thank you Larissa,” Lindsey laughed out bitterly. “I’m fine.”

Larissa rambled on for a while, telling her not to do anything stupid, before ending the call.

Lindsey stared blankly at the white ceiling, thinking what else could she have done, that Aurora was clearly trying to slap her into the dust this time.

After a moment’s reflection, another call came in on her mobile. When she saw that it was Edward, she didn’t even think about it and pressed hang up.

Within a second of hanging up, it rang again, again with Edward.

Lindsey was already upset, so when she saw this, she simply removed the battery and lay still.

After a few moments of silence, there was a knock at the door of the dormitory and Edward’s usual warm voice drifted along with it. “Lindsey you open the door.”

“What the hell are you doing barging into a girls’ dormitory building in the middle of the day.” Lindsey choked him off, pulling a thin blanket over her head.

Outside the door Edward clenched his fists and started knocking again. “Come out or I won’t leave.”

Lindsey ignored him and continued to play dead with her head covered and eyes closed. It was still early in the morning and Aurora had been planning this for a long time, as she had released the news through the media.

But she couldn’t do anything about it, and it was so frustrating that someone was trying to interfere with her sadness.

Edward knocked at the door for a while, not seeing her open it or hearing any movement in the room, and finally got angry. “If you don’t open the door, I’ll have the house manager come up and open it for me.”

Lindsey was cranky as hell, and after a moment of stalemate, sullenly got up and opened the door, poking her head out to look at him. “Say what you have to say and get out when you’re done.”

Edward looked at her with a pair of panda eyes and puffy eyelids and was instantly distressed. “Are you okay.”

“Fine as can be.” Lindsey glared at him impatiently. “Go away if you’re fine, I have to rest.”

“I came to tell you that there’s a press visit this afternoon, I’ll have my assistant put it off if you don’t want to go.” Edward didn’t want to go, she was in such a terrible state, how could he be comfortable with that? “Are you hungry.”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“No, the visit is pushed off.” Lindsey said stiffly, pulling her head back and slamming the door with a bang.

Edward subconsciously took a step back, rubbed his nose, and turned to go downstairs.

Back in the car, he didn’t leave right away, but leaned back in his seat and took out his phone to read today’s media headlines.

Wind Entertainment newcomer Lindsey dumped in tragic way as her dreams of becoming a rich family member are shattered; the true face of a female warrior, who disfigures people in a brutal way; see how a new actress has her feet in two different boats …

One by one, it’s more chilling than the other, and there’s even someone who has posted a photo of Lindsey and himself taken unintentionally while filming in Newport.

As Edward scrolls down the list, his eyes settle on an interview with a handsome, stunning face that is instantly overshadowed.

The new actress, Lindsey, was willing to take on a famous actor in order to get ahead, and then she got her hands on Edward to intimidate the famous actor. This is the work of Henson’s team.

He’s a good muckraker, and he can’t wait to get Lindsey’s name out of the water after the prostitution story broke just a few days ago.

After exiting the page, Edward cleared his throat and instructed his assistant, “Get the video of Henson soliciting prostitutes together and release it as soon as the film is released.”

“Okay.” The assistant answered, unable to resist asking again, “What about this Miss Lindsey thing.”

When Edward heard this, his face instantly showed a thoughtful expression.

The film was about to be released, and at this time, Lindsey was being exposed to so much catchy negative news, whether it was for herself or for the film, it had a great bad impact on her.

“Go back to the office first and inform Corporate Communications to make a plan to deal with it.” Edward rubbed his brow and closed his eyes in annoyance. “I’ll wait here for Lindsey to come down.”

The assistant nodded silently, got out of the car and left the beauty school in a hurry.

Upstairs in her dorm room, Lindsey couldn’t sleep at all and tossed and turned for a while before there was another knock at the door, followed by the sound of Jack’s voice, desperately trying to suppress his anger. “Lindsey, Old Mr. Grant wants to see you.”

She could not see anyone else, but Old Mr. Grant was a must.

Lindsey answered, briefly brushed her hair back and calmly opened the door to go out.

When she got downstairs, she saw Edward’s car still parked downstairs and her heart warmed. At this moment, she thanked him from the bottom of her heart for his care.

Back at the old house, Lindsey got out of the car and went straight to the main courtyard.

She didn’t expect Old Mr. Grant to see her, let alone Laura, Caiden and Aidan.

Lindsey sat down in the empty seat at Old Mr. Grant’s hand and asked in a low voice, “How is Bruce, and has the news leaked out that he has recovered.”

Old Mr. Grant nodded, guilt-ridden.

“The news has been all over the place, and if Grandpa steps in to defend me at this time, someone will always take the opportunity to fall on his sword.” Lindsey smiled blandly. “Bruce and I are both young, and his stage shouldn’t be the business world.”

Aidan sniffed and didn’t move, exchanging glances with his wife.

The more sensible and calm Lindsey was, the more ungenerous they appeared to The Grant family. Bruce was still in a coma in the hospital, and the Palvin family’s daughter had been medically cleared and was intact.

What really happened then is self-explanatory.

It was Old Mr. Palvin’s birthday and who would have thought that the daughter of The Palvin family would do such a shameful thing!

“I was too careless to let you through.” Old Mr. Grant waved his hand and rose wearily. “Bear with me.”

Once he was gone, Laura and Caiden spoke briefly about Bruce’s condition, words rather unhelpful.

It was only an anaesthetic, and he would wake up on his own when the time came, unless he didn’t want to.

Lindsey had nothing more to say and went to check on Bruce before she left, taking his pulse in the process.

There was nothing physically wrong with him and he would be fine when he woke up.

From the treatment room, Lindsey went to the study and took with her a piece of writing she had done.

“Young lady …” Carl called out to her, his hands hanging down the side of his legs, slowly, slowly balled into fists, his voice suppressed. “Bruce isn’t awake yet.”

“Carl, take care of him for me. If anything happens to him, I’ll have you guys on my back!” Lindsey didn’t turn around, waving her hand with her back to him. “Cary’s not fully healed yet, keep an eye on him for me too.”

Carl pursed his lips, retraced his half-hearted steps and nodded heavily.

What was done was done, and there was nothing he or Cary could do about it.

Lindsey narrowed his eyes and headed out of the courtyard past the Aidan’s and Caiden and out the door with aplomb.

Outside the gate, Kaley’s car was parked outside, his well-kept face full of smugness.

Lindsey looked at her in waves and slowly curled her lips. “Kaley’s good at what she does, but it’s a pity that after all this hard work, I’m afraid it’s going to be ruined.”

Kaley’s face changed slightly, only to return to normal for a moment. “That’s not necessarily true, I’m The Grant family after all, and you’re still a little young to be trying to protect him.”

“Yeah.” Lindsey snorted mockingly, her eyes sharpening abruptly. “We haven’t really seen the winner yet, but if I’m going to protect someone, I’m going to protect them. You, on the other hand, I feel sorry for you, after all these years of holding up a handful of mud to no avail, and looking like you’re about to have a lot of fun.”

With those words, she ignored her and got into the car driven by Hector, calmly instructing him to drive.

On the way, Lindsey thought for a moment and spoke calmly. “Hector, promise me one thing, protect Bruce no matter what.”

“Young lady …” Hector nodded heavily, his face dark enough to drip ink. “What about you?”

“Me?” Lindsey let out a long breath and smiled. “I have my own thing to do, and all Kaley wants is for me to leave, but she doesn’t know that Bruce today is long gone from the scrappy man who was at her mercy a year ago.”

“Take care of yourself.” Hector gritted the back slot of his teeth, his tone gritty. “As long as you’re here, I’ll protect you for a day.”

“Thanks.” Lindsey smiled and the silence went on.

Back at the beauty school, a call came in on the phone again, a very unfamiliar number.

After answering and listening for a second, Lindsey couldn’t help but lift her lips in mockery. “Win or lose but for a moment, one day I will make you lose and be the biggest joke in town!”

Hanging up the phone, Lindsey went upstairs and collapsed weakly into her bed.

Tolerating … Old Mr. Grant’s message could not have been clearer, she understood.

Bruce would be a bad influence on his character if he didn’t take responsibility for the birthday party, which was attended by a number of important people.

When he returns to the army, the label will be with him for the rest of his life.

Old Mr. Grant is not incapable of helping him to rise to the top, but that would be unconvincing, and a man of The Grant family has to take every step himself.

Rationally, she knew she had to accept it, but it was particularly hard on her.

She didn’t want to be separated from Bruce, nor did she want to see him marry someone else.

After lying dazed for a long time, Edward came knocking on the door again. lindsey rubbed her brow, got up from the bed and opened the door as if nothing had happened. “Take me to dinner.”

“Good …” Edward flinched, a strong heartache floating under his eyes.

He to would have preferred Lindsey to be crying, to be hysterical, rather than as calm and collected as she was today.

Silent as he got into the car, Edward asked his assistant about the situation outside and decided to take her to Shabu Shabu.

Lindsey didn’t say a word, and once in the car she leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes, the blue and black under her eyes being particularly obvious.

Edward wanted to take her into his arms several times, but he was afraid he would surprise her.

“Edward, do you know what it’s like to love someone but not be able to be with them?” Lindsey opened her eyes and a miserable smile rose to her face. “I really want to cry, but I can’t, I haven’t lost yet.”

“Lindsey …” Edward sighed heartily.

On the road, there were occasional press vans overtaking and chasing the traffic, Lindsey’s pale face finally regained a little bit of blood, and looked woodenly at Edward who was grimacing. “What should we do?”

“You come with me!” Edward grimaced and calmly instructed the driver to speed up.