The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey turned her head and laughed: “Nothing, my sister said Burton went to the office today, are you not feeling well?”

“I’m not uncomfortable, on the contrary, he is probably a little depressed.” Bruce sat down, face to face, took her cold little hand, gently put it to his lips and kissed it, smiled. “I put him in the cleaning department, he’s probably at home crying with his third aunt.”

“You’re really something, and you’re not afraid of what Grandpa says about you.” Lindsey flinched and snorted with laughter. “One thing in front of you, one thing behind you.”

“Shhh …” Bruce snickered and made a silent gesture, raising his finger to point next door. “I didn’t tell Grandpa how I set him up.”

Thought he had a lot of nerve, Lindsey teased with amusement, “And you’re so bad.”

“I’m not bad at all, well, I agreed to him coming into the company, but I didn’t say I agreed to him getting involved in the business.” Bruce inclined his head toward the door and said mysteriously, “Is it boring?”

Lindsey gave him a blank look, leaned back in her chair and raised her eyebrows at him.

Bruce laughed twice, leaned over and lowered his voice to her ear and said, “If you’re bored, I’ll take you out for a drive when the baby is asleep.”

Lindsey just want to say no, outside the door suddenly sounded a sharp knock.

Lindsey and Bruce exchanged glances and asked for the reason.

“Dr. Hailie was stopped by the guard at the bottom of the hill.” The logistician spoke up and Old Mr. Grant’s mid-voice came from next door: “Just tell him I’ve gone to bed and won’t see anyone.”

The logistician responded and trotted downstairs.

Lindsey winked at Bruce and teased, “He’s really persistent, aren’t you impressed at all?”

“There’s nothing to be excited about.” Bruce looked unhappy and leaned back heavily in his chair. “Just be patient for a while, I’ll take care of this.”

Lindsey shrugged and pulled away from the conversation, chatting with him about the funny stories of Old and Young Bob.

After talking for a while, Old Mr. Grant and his sister-in-law brought the baby back together, and when they saw Bruce there, they gave him another lecture, afraid that he wouldn’t take care of Lindsey.

At almost 10 o’clock, Old Mr. Grant saw that the big baby and the little baby were sleeping, and he was very reluctant to get up and go back to his room to rest.

The room was quiet at once Elvis, Lindsey leaned on Bruce’s chest, yawned lazily and urged him to go quickly.

“I’m staying the night with you.” Bruce looked deeply at her, his eyes written with longing. “I can also help you if your son is hungry at night.”

“Don’t feed him at night, you can’t get a good night’s rest after you make a habit of it.” Lindsey grimaced, not letting him stay. “Just go, I’m really tired.”

“Okay then …” Bruce reluctantly hugged her, reluctantly got up and opened the door.

The footsteps outside the door faded out of hearing, Lindsey held the armrest, slowly stood up, no sleep back to bed.

Kaley layout for so long, certainly not willing to Burton, in Grant Group is a sweeping job, or this effort is not a waste of time. With her cautious nature, she probably knows Bruce is checking her out.

Although Bruce seems to be in the dark, in Kaley’s opinion, it is the brightest.

The Grant family’s third young lady, how could there not be one or two beloved in the Grant Group, but if someone from outside to investigate, she would like to see, this fox tail, can hide until when.

Feeling out his cell phone, Lindsey looked at the time, and with a sarcastic smile on his lips, he slowly dialed Karen’s number.

Whether those memories can be recovered or not, to her, Kaley was never worth fearing!

The night is getting darker and darker, the hustle and bustle of the downtown area with its tall buildings has receded and the neon signs have become dim.

On the outskirts of the city stands Fragrant Garden, a quiet area.

The Harris family villa, near the northwest corner, is still lit up at the moment. The magnificent crystal chandelier emits a cool light, illuminating the European-style living room as bright as day.

Burton grunted as he sat on the sofa, the teacup in his hand almost crushed.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

Kaley slowly and methodically played with a string of bracelets, with a smile of imperceptible certainty on his lips.

A few moments later, Burton knocked the cup in his hand onto the coffee table and yelled impatiently, “Mom, say something.”

“No wonder he’s been crushed by Bruce all these years.” Kaley slanted the corners of her eyes and laughed lightly. “You don’t believe me when I say you’re stupid. Why did Bruce put you in janitorial, that’s because he was sulking with Old Mr. Grant.”

“Sulking?” Burton mulled over those two words and a light went off in his head. “You’re saying that my inclusion made him feel threatened?”

Kaley pursed her lips and nodded gently. “Use your head when things go wrong in the future. You’re the grandson of The Grant family, the cleaning department really dares to put you to work, so if he tells you to go, you go, what’s the harm in putting up with him for a while.”

“Yeah, I didn’t think of that.” Burton slapped his thigh, and his spirits rose. “I’ll report the day after tomorrow.”

“That’s Mom’s good son.” A hint of appreciation passed through Kaley’s eyes, and brought a good hand kushion to satisfy the end. “Lindsey’s supposed to be having a baby, I got someone to spy on her, and according to the plan, she’s going to be swept off her feet soon.”

Burton was shocked by this unexpected news and looked at her with disbelief.

When Kaley saw his face, she sighed and got up slowly to go upstairs.

It was a headache to have an untalented and unintelligent son.

To show his displeasure, Burton stayed home for two days until Friday morning, when he drove his red Ferrari back to Grant Group with his belly full of darkness.

The company’s parking space is fixed, usually if Bruce comes, then the best parking space must be reserved for him. Even if he doesn’t come, the good spot is not Burton’s turn.

But Burton did not think so, and never put Cary and Carl in his eyes, although they are the president of Grant Group.

Pulling into the parking lot, he saw that Bruce’s usual parking space was empty and immediately whistled and pulled in.

This scene was just seen by the parking lot attendant, who said nothing to let him park.

“Do you know who I am!” Burton was furious and glared at the janitor with a blue face. “My car is parked here, you can tow it away.”

“You’re a floor sweeper, what are you doing.” The administrator simply ignored his arrogant attitude and taunted, “Want to cross, wait until you have the ability to say.”

The administrator’s words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, so angry that Burton almost didn’t do it. “How do you talk!”

The administrator ignored him, coldly snorted and went straight back to the post.

“You know what you’re doing!” Burton cursed fiercely, waved his car keys and went to the elevator hall.

The cleaning department was on the first floor, and when he came out of the elevator, he met the people of the department gathering in the lobby, seemingly setting up some kind of work.

Burton yawned and stood lazily in the middle of the line, squinting his eyes to keep an eye on the movement outside the door.

Bruce doesn’t usually come, and probably won’t today. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t come, it’s time to show him what it means to be able to bend and stretch.

The head of the cleaning department speaks long and stinky, like an old cadre, a matter of a sentence, he said for more than 10 minutes.

After the break, Burton received a mop and a bucket, mainly to clean the floor of the elevator hall.

This cleaning minister must be stupid! Angrily dragging the mop to the elevator lobby, he opened the window, fished out a cigarette and lit it, and took a comfortable drag.

Let him work, in another life!

There were not many people in the department, so they cleaned the floors, and when they returned to the first floor, they found that the floor was still dirty, and they angrily complained to the minister.

Burton leaned on the window sill like nobody’s business, leisurely and cozy smoking a cigarette, looking at the minister’s eyes as if to say: you have the guts to control me!

Unfortunately, he did not count on the minister to really dare to control him.

It turns out that Bruce said that people who are not active in their work, can be dismissed on the spot!

Burton can only keep his anger in his stomach, easy to wipe the floor of the elevator hall once, the results failed, and wipe two more times to get clean. Returned the tools, the time is close to 11:00 am, he stood shaking legs.

Exhausted like a dog went to the parking lot, only to find that his car was gone!

Grumbling to find the parking lot manager, the other party did not even look at him. A you cattle, you find their own to go to the frame.

Knowing that the other party deliberately difficult, Burton had to give in.

The other party reluctantly, with a low voice and a smile to say a good word, the other party reluctantly, slowly opened: “tow away.”

“What do you say!” Burton, who had held his stomach full of anger, instantly exploded. “Have the guts to say it again!”

The administrator slanted his eyes, slowly and methodically took out the flush stick, gently tapped his palm, and looked askance at him with a leathery smile. “Burton, what did you just say, speak up.”

Burton still want to play cross, feel behind the sound of footsteps approaching, instinctively turn back.

Outside the door at some point, two more security guards came, also holding guys in their hands, with bad faces.

“I … joke.” Burton instantly leg weakness, a flattering smile floated on his face. “Drag where?”

“Here!” The administrator slowly and methodically raised his hand, pointing to the garbage can not far away: “Next time no messy parking, know it.”

Burton secretly gritted his teeth, thin lips hooked up a blood-curdling sneer, turned his head and ran outside.

His new car, bought on the road has not driven to two hundred kilometers, but was actually thrown away like garbage, how can he not be angry!

Burton looked at his Ferrari with pain and hated to pull out his cell phone.

But a small parking lot attendant, actually dare to give him a trip, is simply impatient to live!This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The phone call is halfway through, a Land Rover suddenly stopped beside him, Bruce’s smiling face from the car window, looking particularly blinding.

Burton wanted to dodge, pretending not to see him, but unfortunately did not wait to turn around, Bruce pushed open the door.

“Cousin Bruce ….” Burton lowered his head, where he could not see, coldly hooked the corners of his lips.

This account he first remembered, one day he will get it all back one by one.

“It’s a beautiful day.” Bruce leaned against the body with a smirk, his eyes flicked to the Ferrari on his side, pretending not to understand. “This car is yours, huh?”

“No …” Burton’s scalp tingled and his mind thought, “What do you want, you’re not knowingly asking?