The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Edward couldn’t test her true thoughts, so he simply digressed and gave her the information he had found out.

Lindsey flipped through it for a while, her brows knitted vaguely.

The situation is more serious than she predicted, according to her current plan, ten million dollars may not be enough to run the foundation for a year.

Previously, she had read many domestic charity fund operations and adjusted her thinking based on these materials.

Grandpa said, healer, technology as the root, compassion as a supplement. Lindsey knew that what she was doing was far from what her grandfather wanted, so she took the charity fund very seriously.

The distribution of rich and poor in H is quite uneven, especially in remote areas, medical investment is far from allowing the children of families with insufficient financial means to receive timely treatment in the early stages of the disease.

The number is so large that it is beyond her knowledge.

In a remote county alone, if she had operated in the way she had planned, the ten million dollars would have lasted at most six months.

Closing the file, Lindsey sighed, and fell into contemplation with furrowed brows.

The Grant family’s money is The Grant family’s, and she has nothing to do with it. Even if Bruce is willing to put the money into the fund, I’m afraid that the rest of the family will not be convinced. After all, the only way to be considered a real interest is to hold the interest in your hands.

“The Red Society and the Medical University have a project this year, do you want to sign up?” Edward saw that she did not say anything and reached out to push the water over. “Go to Africa to support the local medical construction, the team members are all volunteers.”

“I’ll think about it.” Lindsey took a sip from his glass of water and seriously inquired about the fundraiser. He often attended such events, and Wind Entertainment often held similar receptions, so he should know very well where those donations ended up.

“Do you want to do real work, or do you want a false name?” Edward came to be intrigued, finding her more and more interesting.

Lindsey was too strange, after the shooting she let herself arrange people to go to several more remote areas of the country to feel the situation, mainly for the piece of common serious illnesses in children.

He only knew that she was the nurse Bruce had brought back from L city, and also knew that she had worked very hard during her college years, and her grades were a mess.

But after she left The Grant family, she did not choose to become a doctor. Shoot with yourself, and did not intend to continue on the path of acting, full of thoughts only to set up some kind of charity fund.

“The real thing, I need a professional team to review the situation of the families applying for treatment funds, and I also need a professional financial staff to manage the funds.” Lindsey stood up, turned her back to him, paced to the window, and squinted at the distant sunset.

With her current ability, she couldn’t recruit these people, so she could only let Edward help her operate.

As for the cost, she has already thought about it, out of her share of the box office.

The favor she owes him, she slowly repays.

“If you are doing something practical, you can’t be so hasty.” Edward also stood up and quietly walked to stand behind her. “Lindsey, what kind of a girl are you?”

“A good young man with ideals.” Lindsey joked, inclining her head to look at him. “I heard from Professor Lee that your paintings are good, would you be interested in painting a few for me for a charity auction then?”

“Then you send me a few pieces of writing in exchange.” Edward hooked up the corners of his lips and smiled pleasantly. “What in the sky would like to be a bird of prey to a few.”

“Are you going to put them on your door to ward off evil spirits?” Lindsey joked, sat back on the sofa, and continued to look through the information.

Edward couldn’t help but laugh, leaning lazily on the bar behind him.

He really wanted to marry her, he had never been so serious, so serious that he wanted to hide her away.

But he knows, Bruce can not do, he can not do.

In the silence, Lindsey glanced up at him and her eyes fell back to the material. The film has not yet been released, and she does not know how much of a cut she will actually get. She was paid a lot of money for the film, but for the charity fund, it was just a drop in the bucket.

After reading the information, the time was already 5:30 pm. The Hawke family Old Mr. Grant called and told Edward to go back to Fragrant Garden for dinner, so Lindsey had to go back to the apartment alone.

When she got back downstairs, Bruce’s car was parked in front of the building, and she didn’t know how long she had been waiting.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

If the Palvin family really wanted to marry, Old Mr. Grant would have been attracted to the idea, as a marriage between two families is always more stable and beneficial to the future development of both families.

She had reservations about Bruce, but she was afraid that day would come.

He’s getting married, and it’s not her bride.

Passing by the car, Lindsey smiled and stopped, her eyes wisely looking at Bruce through the car window.

Bruce persisted for a while, found that she had seen through, so he had to open the door and go down. “How did you know I wasn’t upstairs?”

“I have eyes of fire.” Lindsey raised her eyebrows, looked around, and quickly pushed him back into the car. “Watch out for Kaley’s people seeing you.”

Once in the car, Bruce whirled around and lifted her onto his lap, his deep, loving gaze enveloping her in a heavy haze.

Lindsey made him uncomfortable and pinched him with shame and frustration: “I’m hungry.”

“Then what do you want to eat.” Bruce looked down, his voice mute with laughter. “Do you want to eat me first?”

He hadn’t seen her for three days, and he missed her like crazy.

Lindsey’s face instantly flushed to the roots of her ears, pinching his armpits hard.

Bruce laughed mutely away, withdrew his hand and rubbed the top of her head: “Go back to the old mansion, the kitchen is ready for dinner.”

Lindsey nodded speechlessly, found his hands very unfaithful, angry to pinch him again.

Bruce frowned and hugged her peacefully gesturing for Cary to drive.

Lindsey had a headache pillowing his chest and wanted to remind him several times that he was going to buy Gemma clothes, but couldn’t open his mouth.

When she left the neighborhood, she overheard reporters following her, so she had two big heads. This will go to the supermarket, it is possible that tomorrow’s entertainment reports about her more frightening.

“I wish I could eat you right now.” Bruce’s voice was low, his chin resting on her shoulder, his voice slurred. “Three days without hugging you feels like three years have passed.”

For a moment, Lindsey almost thought she was hearing things.

Cary was still sitting in front of her, how could this guy have such thick skin. Had she been fooled by his seemingly decent appearance for so long?

“What’s on your mind?” Bruce saw her dawdling again and couldn’t help but raise his hand to her shoulder and steal a scent on the fly.

Lindsey reacted and couldn’t help but pinch him again: “Why is your mind filled with unhealthy thoughts all day long.”

“What do I think?” Bruce looked innocent: “What’s wrong with that.”

Lindsey looked at the back of Cary’s head and swallowed back the words that came to her lips with the speed of lightning, her pretty face turned red.

The shy look fell into Bruce’s eyes, prompting a light laugh of pleasure: “Okay, you’re right, I’ll do everything I say.”

Lindsey turned her head away from him and saw the pharmacy not too far away, and was instantly struck by a plan.

Sitting up straight, she reached out and hooked her arm around Bruce’s neck, tilted her head to his ear and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, “You’ll do everything I say, right?”

Bruce nodded his head in confusion, “That’s for sure.”

“Then go buy a box of Okamoto, or Durex, and make it Supreme Slim.” Lindsey finished quickly, blushing and sitting back.

Bruce intended to retort, fearing Cary in, opened his mouth and nodded resignedly.

Bruce told Cary to stop the car and put the wheelchair down, and slid into the wheelchair towards the pharmacy.

“What’s Bruce doing there.” Cary turned around with uncertainty and looked at Lindsey with odd eyes, “To buy medicine, I’ll just go.”

“Ahem …” Lindsey accidentally choked on her saliva and put on a confused look as well, “I don’t know, ask him yourself later when he gets back.”

Cary’s eyes lingered on her face for a second, and finally pushed the car door open uneasily to get down, habitually making alert movements and standing like a stake to the entrance of the pharmacy.

Lindsey looked at him through the car window and wanted to die.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Bruce came out with a pharmacy bag, handed it to Cary, and took control of the wheelchair in front of him.

The car continued to walk back, Lindsey wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to do so, simply did not bother.

When we got back to the old house and had dinner, Lindsey remembered that she hadn’t practiced for a long time, so she dragged Bruce to the study after he finished his training.

Bruce no longer uses a wheelchair at the old house, but only when he goes out, in order to hide his eyes and ears.

He gave her the ink and laid out the rice paper, and he couldn’t help but hug her again. “What do you want to write?”

Lindsey raised her eyebrows and put down two sentences without thinking: “I wish to have a person of my heart and never leave each other in white.

“For me?” Bruce’s eyes were filled with excitement, happiness and many other emotions, and he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

Lindsey was softened into a puddle of water, panting in his arms. After a long time, he finally released her and sat down on a chair with her in his arms, murmuring with joy. “That makes me happier than the three words that everyone would say.”

“You’re showing the wrong kind of affection.” Lindsey opened her mouth and bit down on his finger, laughing with glee. “Just writing it down.”

“I’m happy to be wrong.” Bruce had a meaningful smile on his face and raised his hand to look at his watch, “Want to go out for some air?”

Lindsey eyed him suspiciously for a second and nodded with a smile.

She believed he would not hide the marriage with The Palvin family from her, but she was a little upset.

Now that he’s recovered, he’ll have a few months to recuperate before Old Mr. Grant kicks him back to the barracks. If Old Mr. Grant let him go before the marriage was finalized, she would be in an awkward position, and I’m afraid Edward would be involved.

Bruce stole another scent on her lips, greeted Cary to arrange the car, and carried her out of the study.

When she got out of the car, Lindsey noticed that this was the Qing Yi Garden and was curious.

Bruce looked at her looking around and explained with amusement, “Idle Garden is a clubhouse that Edward runs, and big sister is coming over later.”

Bruce nodded politely and smiled kindly at the reporter. The cooperative attitude soon made all the reporters around jump out of the car and raise their cameras to focus on the past.

The lively commotion outside the clubhouse also drew the attention of the guests inside, including Aurora and Selena.

The two were already slightly drunk, and when they saw the reporters outside the door taking pictures, they thought they were celebrities, so they curiously pushed the door open.