The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Old Mr. Grant laughed delightfully and complimented Lindsey, knocking Bruce around a bit in the process.

When they returned to the garden for breakfast, Mr. and Mrs. Terry, with their daughter and son-in-law, entered the house and were surprised to see Lindsey, who nodded lightly in greeting and sat in the corner with Bruce.

The Hattie and Hertha sisters reluctantly called out to their sister-in-law and dragged Burton away to the tea room.

Lindsey and Bruce kept company for a while and then joined Old Mr. Grant down the hill.

“Where to?” Lindsey asked lazily after the car hit the main road, “When is Uncle’s funeral.”

“Still calling Uncle, isn’t it time for you to change your name.” Bruce joked, gave the driver an address, and then looked at her with a sullen smile. “Go to the Civil Affairs Division first in a few minutes, and go to the cemetery at ten o’clock.”

“Ransom is buried today?” Lindsey asked casually, snapping her head down to look at the big red and green dress she was wearing. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier, so I could change my clothes.”

“There’s still enough time, I’ll walk you back to the old house later to change.” Bruce reached out and took her shoulders, mysteriously took out his phone and unlocked it to open a video. “Take a look, maybe it’ll put you in a better mood.”

Lindsey had a hunch it wasn’t anything good, but obediently looked toward his phone anyway.

The video looked like it was shot at night, the lighting wasn’t too good, but the people in the picture, could still be clearly distinguished.

Only Aurora was seen locked in an empty room, screaming for help in terror.

“Did Cary do this?” Lindsey asked and then looked down to find Aurora had opened the door and went out, and outside was a long corridor with no end in sight.

To be precise, it should be a horror experience cave tunnel.

Every time she took a step, various ghosts and monsters would appear, either screaming or laughing at her.

Bruce but laughs, neither admitting nor denying.

After a dozen hurdles, Aurora was finally stunned by the extremely gory scene, and the staff soon appeared around her.

“Tsk …” Lindsey unconsciously pinched Bruce’s ear and laughed out softly. “Miss Aurora has such a weak heart.”

“And then, she’ll think her’s is a nightmare.” Bruce raised an eyebrow and asked her in a mock mysterious manner. “Do you know what deep hypnosis means.”

Lindsey shook her head cooperatively, in fact, she knew, but also knew that in the process of hypnosis, if not handled properly the consequences are very serious.

Bruce knew she was pretending not to understand and laughed before he could say anything himself. “Cary learned it in the army, and got a perfect score on the test.”

“You’re all talented.” Lindsey gave him a generous compliment, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, lowered her voice and asked, “The Palvin family won’t be looking into our heads, will they?”

Bruce gave her an affirmative look, stole a scent in the process, and followed, leaning comfortably back in his chair. “I’m not afraid to look into it.”

Of course Lindsey wasn’t afraid, but she and Aurora had been at odds with each other for a long time, and if there was the slightest hint of trouble there, the gossips would all associate themselves with her.

A short while later, the car pulled up to the Civil Affairs Division. The two of them got out of the car and went in with the guard waiting outside the door to have their pictures taken, then returned to the car and told the driver to drive to the old house.

Lindsey changed into a long black dress and flat shoes of the same color, and left the house with Bruce to go to the cemetery.

When they arrived, the cemetery was already full of people, and Ransom’s body was laid out quietly beneath the portrait, and Ransom’s father, Ransom’s mother, looked sad.

Bruce led Lindsey up to the front, said a few words to them, followed by the laying of a wreath.

Most of those who came to the funeral were immediate relatives of The Corfield family, as well as Ransom’s former comrades and leaders of his unit.

Bruce held Lindsey’s hand and stood in the corner with a heavy heart, his brow slightly knitted.

After standing for a while, Lindsey inadvertently saw a familiar figure and instinctively skimmed her lips. “Phoebe is here too.”

“She’s from Great Grandpa Ransom’s side of the family, along with Miller,” Bruce blandly introduced her. “Ben is Ransom’s side cousin, I don’t know if he’ll be here today.”

“No way, how come they’re all relatives.” Lindsey laughed bitterly. “The one at our house in two days, won’t there be more people coming.”

Bruce nodded and shook his head. “Not necessarily, grandfather has put the word, do not want outsiders to disturb the peace of Dad again.”

Lindsey was silent, and simply did not speak.

Almost 12 noon, Ben really appeared at the funeral home, accompanied by a woman.

This woman Lindsey and Bruce both know, she is no other than Tina.

Because Lindsey and Bruce stood relatively back, Ben and Tina did not see them.

But Lindsey felt that things were evolving fantastically and couldn’t help but ask, “How did they get mixed up.”

“I don’t know, Ben basically rarely shows up after his eggs are broken, plus I also went to the army and don’t pay much attention to him.” Bruce slightly lowered the peak of his eyebrows. “But that classmate of mine, I did meet him once.”

Lindsey tilted her head slightly and looked at him suspiciously.

Bruce coughed uncomfortably dryly and said, “I was around the time she went to Starbucks to see you.”

“Not honest.” Lindsey pursed her lips and decided to press him later when she got back to ask him what he had been doing behind her back.

After about another half hour, the auspicious time, Ransom’s body sealed coffin sent to the cremation, Bruce and Lindsey found Terence, calmly followed, to see him off for the last time.

The sky was a bit overcast, a group of people accompanied Ransom’s father Ransom’s mother to say goodbye to Ransom, and then left the cemetery one after another.

Bruce and Terence were the last to go. When they came down from the mountain, Gemma suddenly floated in the sky, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

Back in the car, Bruce had a feeling, hugging Lindsey tightly murmured. “Give me a child, if one day I am also gone, at least there is someone with you.”

Lindsey’s nose was a little sore and she gently agreed. “Okay, I’ll give you a baby.”

Bruce’s shoulders shook a few times, and warm liquid suddenly poured out of his eyes, burning Lindsey’s shoulders.

The carriage was instantly quiet, and the car returned to the city at a steady pace.

The two had little appetite for lunch, ate something casual and went to the training room together.

Bruce did not train, but silently looked at the atomic watch on his wrist.

This time back to the army, Old Mr. Grant revealed a little in advance. After a little speculation, he understood the old man’s meaning.

In times of peace, it is difficult to establish military success in the Army.

If you stay in the special forces, death is always hanging in the head of a sharp arrow, do not know when to fall.

Old Mr. Grant is absolutely not allowed to take this risk, and will not allow himself to stay in The Grant family’s home base of the Air Force, the only place to go is the Navy.

After a long time, Bruce got up and went to the window, gazing far away at the rain curtain outside.

Lindsey looked at his back unconsciously and was about to speak when she heard him say. “Lindsey, I’m not afraid to die, I’m just afraid that if I ever leave early, there will be no one to take care of you for me.”

Lindsey’s chest stuttered, knowing he was talking about going back to the army, so she got up and walked over, hugging him from behind.

Her voice was soft, as if the wind had blown it away. “Bruce, do you have no confidence in yourself, or in me.”

Bruce slowly turned around and took her deeply into his arms. “I don’t know, after sending Ransom back, it’s hard to feel tight inside.”

“The dead are gone, you soldiers do not know early on that sacrifice is inevitable.” Lindsey cocked her head against his chest. “The Grant family has a military enterprise, and other industries, you do not return to the army, grandfather certainly will not be forced.”

Bruce closed his eyes and let out a long breath. “He doesn’t force it, but he still wants me to spend my life, down to earth, in the military.”

The topic was a little heavy, Lindsey’s chest was stuffy, so she simply said nothing.

After spending the afternoon in silence in the training room, Bruce was still not in a very high mood when he returned to the Royal Garden in the evening.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Before dinner, Old Mr. Grant called all of the first and second families over and gave Lindsey a genealogy in front of everyone.

The event was supposed to be held at the old house, but Leon’s funeral was just a few days away, so it was held here as well.

After the genealogy, Mr. and Mrs. Aidan received Lindsey’s tea, and the marriage was a done deal.

Old Mr. Grant put down his pen and said without anger, “From today on, Lindsey is the daughter-in-law of The Grant family and the sister-in-law of several of you. If I find out that any of you are giving her a hard time in private, don’t blame me for not showing any mercy.”

When Old Mr. Grant said this, the whole living room was instantly silent.

The Grant family is here, the close and distant family can be seen from the seat.

Old Mr. Grant the first seat, sitting Aidan and his wife, Bruce and Lindsey, Charlotte and Mack, then the Winfred family, Iverson family, then Kaley, Terry sisters, Cary, Carl, including Hector’s position, are Cary and Carl, including Hector, were in front of Burton.

At the end of the ceremony, some were happy and some were sad, as the non-Grant children and grandchildren left the villa one after another, leaving behind all the Grant family.

Terry and his wife are in business and are away from home all the time, so they are not too concerned about the distribution of power in the family.

But witnessing Lindsey leap from a small nurse to become the new head mother of The Grant family, there was some dissatisfaction in their hearts.

As for Mr. and Mrs. Kaley, they have been dissatisfied with Lindsey for a long time, and now they can easily get their son out, but the ranking is not as good as Lindsey’s personal guard, this result, no matter how can not accept.

Old Mr. Grant’s God’s work, resulting in the dinner atmosphere, more depressing than any previous day.

As the protagonist of the event, Lindsey instead than the previous two days calm, the wood has been done, these people even if they do not like themselves, but also do not need her to endure.

During the meal, probably because the dull atmosphere annoyed Old Mr. Grant, he slammed his chopsticks on the table and stood up violently, shouting: “All grown up, right, dare to give me a face!

“Grandpa, too much anger hurts your body, so take it easy.” Lindsey was close by and quickly smoothed his chest as he got up. “We’ll all be worried if you get sick from anger.”

Bruce stood up as well, trying to calm him down.

Aidan also said a few words, he opened his mouth, the others have echoed, even if there is resentment can only swallow back into the belly.

Old Mr. Grant gradually lost his anger and sat back down to continue eating.

Lindsey bowed her head, feeling the eye knives falling on her, it seems a few more.