The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey glanced at Bruce with a warning look.

Bruce didn’t really have a problem with this arrangement, he had an excuse to spend time with her either way anyway.

“My time is completely free, as long as it’s okay with Miss Lindsey, everything’s OK,” Matt finished with a smile and immediately stood up, “I’ll go back and prepare the materials, and come by tomorrow at 7pm sharp.”

“Okay.” Lindsey stood up too and naturally took Bruce’s hand and walked him out together.

The evening trip to Nine Lakes Hill to have dinner with Old Mr. Grant was inevitably a knockout.

Bruce had recovered and with Carl and Cary looking after the business, he had to concentrate on his training and prepare for his return to the army.

Lindsey has no problem with Old Mr. Grant’s arrangement, as B-town is not as safe as the army. Although it had been quiet for a few days, there was no telling when there might be more trouble.

Back in the city, Lindsey insisted on staying in the flat and Bruce had no choice but to follow her.

Lindsey went in and turned on her laptop and went about her business, Bruce didn’t bother her, he went to the study and got a medical case and lay quietly on the sofa while she read it.

At ten o’clock, Larissa suddenly called, asking incoherently if she was all right.

“What could be wrong with me, worrying nonsense.” Lindsey joked, pushing her laptop away and leaning back against Bruce. “What are you panicking about, are you in some kind of trouble?”

Sensing her breath was unsteady, Lindsey sat up straight again and glanced at Bruce with furrowed brows.

“The millennial I met the other day when I invited you to dinner forced me to give her your mobile phone number.” Larissa’s voice weakened, faintly trembling. “I was worried she’d turn on you.”

Aurora … Lindsey pursed her lips and smiled away calmly. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, trust me.”

Larissa chattered on for a while longer, barking out a thousand words before hanging up.

Why would Aurora go to Larissa if she wanted to check her phone number, when she was just trying to use her hand to stab herself? I’m afraid she’s still trying to get herself killed because of Bruce.

To be precise, it was for her face.

“Aurora went after Larissa, just so you know, don’t do anything about it.” Lindsey raised her eyes to meet his suspicious gaze and gave his ear a mischievous pinch. “Larissa is reliable, she wouldn’t betray me.”

“I’ll keep that score and settle it together later.” Bruce caught her hand and dipped his head for a delicate kiss. “Get some rest, you don’t need to work so hard.”

“It’s not hard work, I’m doing what I want to do.” Lindsey winked and asked him to carry her to bed.

Bruce laughed dumbly and picked her up and strode back to his room.

The next day, Lindsey woke up, looked at the time and realised she was late.

It was probably because of the game that day that she was greeted by so many people on her way, and she was asked to take photos and ask for autographs, which made her laugh and cry.

The good news is that these hiccups didn’t affect her in any bad way. When she arrived at the office, she finished discussing the details of the event with Assistant Chen and then went with him to the school office to give a presentation.

After the meeting, Lindsey went back to her office for a while and then got a call from Jimmy, so she put her laptop away and carried it downstairs.

Coming downstairs to the parking area, she coldly saw Edward standing sullenly by his car and raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “You’re not feeling well?”

Edward shook his head and said in a calm tone, “I’m shooting a movie poster this weekend, let me talk to you first, remember to keep your phone on when you’re there.”

“It’s only Wednesday …” Lindsey looked at him breathlessly. “Isn’t that too early a reminder.”

Edward coughed lightly in embarrassment and explained that he happened to have something to see Professor Lee and hadn’t come over to remind her on purpose.

As he spoke, he noticed an unexpected ring on Lindsey’s left ring finger and his heart sank to the bottom.

He didn’t have to explain, but when he did, it felt even worse, and Lindsey, intent on not exposing his bullshit, said a few words before turning around and walking out.

Edward watched her leave until she was out of sight, then withdrew his gaze in bewilderment.

When he turned around, there was an unmistakable look of despondency in his straight, broad back.

The news of Lindsey and Bruce’s engagement was confirmed.

When he got upstairs, he couldn’t help but glance in the direction of the school gates again, with a vague hint of cynicism towards Bruce.

But it was not obvious, after all, the truth was, as he said, that he had lost a ride in terms of first come, first served. And Lindsey’s lack of respect for himself had long since cut him off.

–Lindsey took a taxi to the hospital.

When Lindsey arrived at the hospital in a taxi, Jimmy was already waiting outside the door and waved happily when he saw her.

“So, did Old Mr. Grant give you any trouble? Or did the dean find out about you getting an outsider to set your patients’ bones for you?” Lindsey joked, looking down and pulling a yellowing medical case out of her computer bag. “My grandfather wrote it, and now I’m giving it to you.”

“Little Sister, that’s not very nice.” Jimmy was embarrassed to the core.

“I don’t practice medicine now, so there’s no point in keeping it, and I’ve memorised it all.” Lindsey inclined her head at him and couldn’t help but laugh again. “Be a good doctor and maybe one day, I’ll need your help, so you must be good at medicine.”

When Jimmy heard her say that, he couldn’t say anything else and, clutching the medical case babyishly, led her upstairs.

Old Mr. Grant was recovering well enough to walk around and seemed in very good spirits.

Lindsey greeted him with a smile and sat down graciously.

Old Mr. Grant narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to test her, and offered his hand without delay. After reading the recipe yesterday, he sent the guards to Xing Yuan Temple. After reading it, the great monk Miaojue asked his guard to bring back a message: take it according to the prescription, and you will be protected from the fall.

Apart from Claus, she is the only one who has received praise from the Grand Monk for being as young as this little girl.

If he hadn’t promised The Grant family, he would have wanted her to be his grandson-in-law.

Lindsey checked his pulse for a while and then withdrew her hand indifferently. “Grandpa, you’ve had this problem for decades, and my prescriptions won’t cure it, but I’m sure you’ll be fine.

“How do you know I have a chronic illness.” Jimmy couldn’t even tell.”

“I checked your pulse yesterday.” Lindsey blinked innocently. “I was afraid you would count my brother’s poor medical skills, so I left the prescription.”

Du Lao was stunned and then laughed with pleasure.

The little smartass. If she hadn’t done such a good job yesterday and easily cured his sprained and misaligned foot, he might have been really angry.

“A doctor would never want to see his patient suffering from an illness, but Brother Jimmy is far more skilled than I am, so don’t blame him for being a bit timid.” Lindsey clapped her hands together and stood up in a disciplined manner. “If you have any spare time, you can ask him to keep you company on weekends.”

Du Lao waved his hand and didn’t keep her.

Lindsey left the ward and remembered that she hadn’t eaten yet, so she asked Larissa to meet her.

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Phoebe was surprised to see Lindsey, and remembering what she had heard in the past two days, she looked at her with a look of fire.

The young lady of The Grant family, with all the medical advances nowadays, if she wanted to give The Grant family a leg up, with their wealth and status, she could do it in a minute.

She was uncomfortable with the fact that Lindsey was responsible for her hasty engagement to Burton and the hasty annulment of that engagement.

With a grin on her face, Phoebe picks up her mobile phone, walks to an unoccupied place and calls Aurora.

Old Mr. Palvin was going to have a birthday party soon, and if she did something at the party, Old Mr. Grant, even if he was happy with her, would not turn on The Palvin family.

There are only so many members of the cabinet and so few veterans left in the army, and it is not easy to break these ties.

Lindsey was, at best, a pawn.

I’m sure Aurora, too, is particularly keen to get back this poor scene.

“Liang Qianjin has a big problem with you.” Larissa shook her head and smiled bitterly. “You take more care of yourself.”

Lindsey glanced in the direction Phoebe had left and shrugged breathlessly. “Don’t worry, she can’t do anything to me.”

The Corfield family couldn’t afford to mess with Bruce, let alone Old Mr. Grant.

“That’s good, I was quite envious of you before, Edward on the left and Mr. Grant on the right, now I’m not envious at all.” Larissa took the menu and flipped through it absentmindedly. “It’s not a fun life at all when you’re on a sharp knife every step of the way.”

“It’s okay.” Lindsey smiles nonchalantly and asks her what’s next.

With Larissa signed to Wind Entertainment, her schedule was pretty much full, and she had hardly any time off for the remaining six months, and Lindsey was glad again that she had chosen to go to school.

It was too hard to be a star, but more comfortable to be a normal person.

After the afternoon’s work, Lindsey goes downstairs, remembers that she has a class appointment with Matt, and gets in Cary’s car.

When she got back to the house, Bruce had just returned from work and was in the training room doing some exercises.

Lindsey put the computer down, poured a glass of water and paced over to keep him company.

The sun was setting and his slender back was covered in a golden light, his broad, sweaty back was gilded with a sensual and attractive glow.

Taking a sip of water, Lindsey gingerly put the glass down and quietly walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist unexpectedly. “Cary says you’ve been very disobedient lately.”

“He came to you with a complaint?” Bruce curled his lips and turned around, kissing her forehead down, bending down to carry her to the couch and pressing up heavily. “I’ll do whatever you want from now on.”

“That’s good.” Lindsey reached up and hooked her arms around his neck, smiling as she pressed his head down and offered to kiss him.

Bruce was overjoyed to reclaim the initiative and swirled to deepen the kiss …

When we went to the restaurant for dinner, Lindsey’s face was still flushed, making Bruce almost want to take her back to her room again.

Halfway through the meal, a call came in on the phone, Burton’s number.

“Hmm.” Bruce lifted his lips noncommittally, glanced across at Lindsey and added, “Come if you want to, where’s the nonsense.”

With that, he ended the call, a worried look rising to his brow.

“Who’s on the phone?” Lindsey put down her chopsticks, picked up the hot soup in her hand and took a mouthful into her mouth. “It’s not that cousin of yours, the one who’s out to get you killed, is it?”

“That’s him.” Bruce furrowed his eyebrows, “He’s been back for days and just called to say he’s only just got off the plane, so he’s definitely not being nice.”

“When has he ever had good intentions.” Lindsey spoke with displeasure. “What is the purpose of his visit.”

Bruce reached for a tissue and carefully wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth as he said calmly, “Kaley means for him to help me manage the family business.”

Lindsey looked up abruptly, intense concern welling up in her eyes, “You agreed?”