My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

Tom's appearance brought Lilia back to her senses. She hurriedly pushed Jean away, her face looking bright red as if it was about to explode.

She must be bewitched by Jean's handsome face! Under normal circumstances, Lilia couldn't possibly let her fiancé be that close!

Jean took his distance from Lilia at will, but he was secretly clicking his tongue. His gaze that was as cold as the north pole was fixed on the poor man standing in the doorway.

Tom jumped and gave goosebumps on his neck. He just wanted to escape Jean's murderous gaze, but he knew Jean would be even more angry if he dared to escape. Why was he so unlucky today?!

Ten minutes later, Chris and Alex followed Tom to the royal suite. They reported all of Peter's story to Jean and Lilia. When they finished, the atmosphere in the living room was heavy and gloomy.

Jean turned to Lilia who was sitting beside him, "What do you want to do?"

Chris and Alex also turned their heads at her.

Tom who knelt on the floor as punishment immediately volunteered, "Sicily, how about you let me teach him a lesson?"

"No need." Lilia said in a cold voice that she had never used in front of Jean before.

The person who was trying to frame her tonight didn't seem to consider the possibility that Lilia would contact Jean. If Lilia couldn't deal with an opponent as stupid and careless as this, she wouldn't be able to survive in the entertainment world. She had to return the favor of the person behind this trap!

After thinking for a moment, Lilia finally opened her mouth, "Where's Peter?"

"He's still in that room, waiting for his fate." Tom replied with an obvious look of disgust.

Jean studied Lilia's expression. He knew this woman was working out her own plans, "What are you planning to do?" Jean reached out and squeezed Lilia's hand gently.

Lilia was surprised that Jean could read her mind, "What can I do with Peter?" She asked Jean, clarifying the limit of actions that could be taken against Peter.

"Whatever you want." Jean replied without hesitation. His eyes were stuck on Lilia's figure, as if she was the only woman in his sight.

Lilia turned red and looked away, while the other three men exchanged glances with helpless faces. They wanted to get away from this romantic atmosphere, but unfortunately their conversation was not over.

"Ahem." Lilia cleared her throat and continued, "Then, I'll make her fall into the hole she dug herself. Here's the plan..."

*****

In the hotel hall, the celebration party was still running with great fanfare. Everyone mingled and interacted with each other, regardless of title or appearance.

Fortunately, the party crowd did not reach the hotel guest rooms upstairs. An elevator stopped on the quiet 30th floor.

A hotel staff member got out of the elevator. After looking around, he waved at the elevator.

"Is everything alright?" Asked the figure who walked out of the elevator.

Even though the figure tried to hide its identity with a hat and mask, the body shape indicated that it was a woman.

The staff nodded, "Don't worry, everything is going well! President Jean was drinking tea in the hotel garden at this time and there wasn't anyone else on this floor. That woman won't be able to escape!"

The woman laughed triumphantly, "Very good, I'll give you a bonus later! Now, let's meet the popular model!"