The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Old Mr. Page and his son looked at each other and exchanged a tacit look.

Old Mr. Page said, Mr. Anthony, don't be anxious. You've just arrived at Lucsia. You must be tired. You can stay at my place for now.

"I'll immediately post and invite the leaders of the relevant industries in Maestria here for a gathering. It'll be a small chamber of commerce and would be held tomorrow at the latest.

"At that time, when everyone gathers together, you can make the most accurate judgment on who you want to cooperate with and how to cooperate. What do you think?"

Anthony gave Old Mr. Page a deep look and said, Old Mr. Page, you're so thoughtful.'

"Well, it's the least of what I can do," Old Mr. Page said with a smile.

In Sapphire Club.

Yvette sat on the sofa in the living room with a smile. Opposite her, a row of ferocious-looking men in black suits stared at her.

Harry was the first to break the silence. He smiled stiffly and said, "Miss Barker, Isaac is really not here. You've been sitting here for almost a day. Are you hungry? Why don't I treat you to a meal?' Yvette was not angry after waiting for an entire day. She said good-naturedly, "Alright, there's food here, right? Prepare a table of food, and I'll eat here. It's on Isaac."

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched. He silently wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Miss Barker, look, this is the hall. There are people coming and going. It's not a good place to eat, right?" "That's true!" Yvette agreed, then said, "Why don't you take me to a private room? The one Isaac usually stays in. He has a private room, right?'

Harry was rendered speechless.

Harry looked like he was about to cry.

The smile on Yvette's face faded as she asked seriously, "What's wrong? Is this making things difficult for you? I'm his girlfriend. What's wrong with staying in his private room? Could it be that... there's something fishy in his private room? Is there another woman?"

"No, no, no! Miss Barker, please don't misunderstand." Harry's face was pale with fear. 'Don't you know what kind of person Isaac is? How could he find another woman?"

Yvette clapped her hands and stood up. "Well, then bring me to his private room for dinner.'

"This... is really inconvenient..." Harry looked troubled.

After a moment of silence, Yvette sighed and said, "Alas, Harry, can you tell me the truth? Why is he avoiding me?"

"It's... not like that..."

"He's in the private room, right? He's been hiding for the entire day. Can he still hold on?" Yvette said.

"Haven't you been sitting for the whole day? Aren't you tired?" Harry put on a wry smile.

Yvette nodded. "That's true. Well, it's all my fault. I didn't bring a gift when I came. It's only right that he doesn't want to see me. But I ordered a bouquet of flowers online half an hour ago. They should be here soon."

Harry blinked and looked at Yvette in shock. The men in black suits behind him also looked at Yvette in confusion.

Yvette smiled shyly. Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"Miss Barker, did you order flowers for Isaac?" asked a man in a black suit.

Yvette nodded readily and said, Yes, what's so surprising about that? Isn't it normal for couples to send flowers and gifts?"

The man was speechless.

He felt that something was wrong. Usually, it was a man sending flowers to his girlfriend.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Harry pursed his lips and the muscles on his face trembled as he tried hard to hold back his laughter.

He said. Miss Barker, do your family... know that you're here to look for Isaac?"

"I know," Yvette answered readily. Harry wondered if he had misheard. Didn't the Barker family do anything special after knowing about Isaac's existence?

For example, grounding Yvette to stop her from seeing Isaac?

Harry felt that this didn't make any sense!

Just as he was about to ask more questions, a person walked in with a large bouquet of red roses.

When Yvette saw it, her eyes lit up and she walked over to take the flowers.

After the delivery man left, Yvette carried the flowers and said to Harry, "Let's go. Take me to see Isaac. He will definitely be glad to see the flowers.'

Harry silently shrunk his neck. Isaac would be happy to see Yvette when pigs flew. If he flew into a rage, all his men would be in big trouble!

Yvette looked at Harry with a smile. Harry had goosebumps under her gaze and could not take it anymore. He could only agree, "Okay, Miss Barker, come with me...'

Just as he finished speaking, a few figures walked in from outside. They were actually a few police officers.

Yvette was stunned and looked at Harry.

Harry's pupils constricted slightly. Then, he went forward with a calm expression.

'Mr. Frasier!" It was obvious that Harry and Sherard knew each other.

Sherard looked at Harry and nodded. 'I'm here for a case. I hope you can cooperate. Where's Isaac?"

"Isaac is in the private room. Mr. Frasier, do you want to go up or should I call Isaac down..."

'Mr. Frasier!" Before he could finish his sentence, Isaac came down the stairs. Harry hurriedly called out, "Isaac!"

Ignoring him and Sherard, Isaac looked in Yvette's direction.

Yvette stood there holding a bouquet of flowers that was even bigger than her.

Isaac's eyes darkened and he said with a scowl, "What are you doing here?" "I'm looking for you!"

"Why are you looking for me?"

"You're my boyfriend. Why do you think I'm looking for you?" Yvette felt aggrieved.

When Sherard heard this, his expression changed. He looked at Yvette and asked, 'Miss, are you from the Barker family?"

Yvette looked at him in surprise and nodded. That's right. Do you know me?"

Sherard nodded and said, "There's a case that has something to do with you. Miss Barker, please cooperate with us." Yvette was a little confused.

Isaac looked at Sherard and asked, "Mr. Frasier, what's the matter?"

Just as Sherard was about to speak, Yvette stepped forward and handed the bouquet of flowers to Isaac. "Isaac, do you like it?"

As she spoke, she stuffed the flowers into Isaac's arms. Isaac wore a look of disgust and his expression was tense. He refused to accept it, but when Yvette let go, the flowers fell. Isaac quickly caught them. His expression turned even sullener.

Yvette's face broke into smiles.

Isaac said angrily, "Why did you send me flowers? What are you doing? We've already broken up!"

Yvette looked at him in surprise. "When? Why didn't I know?"

Isaac was wordless.

Isaac looked at her with dark eyes.

Yvette was clear in her mind, so she said seriously, "My family is very open-minded. They know that you're dating me, and they're very supportive."

Harry opened his mouth wide in shock and sighed in his heart. He found it hard to believe that Yvette lied in her teeth in order to pursue Isaac. She must have been under a lot of pressure. He was so moved by her infatuation.

Isaac was obviously thinking the same thing as Harry. He hugged the flowers tightly and turned his face away from Yvette. He said to Sherard, "Mr. Frasier, what's the matter?'

The few of them walked to the sofa and sat down.

Sherard looked at Yvette and asked, "Miss Barker, do you know Ms. Erica Wheeler?'

Isaac's expression changed. It seemed that the woman was not dead. Sherard had actually come to them to investigate it.