My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

Lilia heard Harold's words and gradually stopped walking. Jean also slowed down following her movements.

At the entrance to the parking lot, the two drivers sent by Grandpa Kaleb noticed their arrival and hurried toward them.

As soon as Harold explained the matter, Lilia's face paled as she pursed her lips again and hung up the phone.

Mellisa and Leonard looked at each other, the two of them approached with confused faces and asked in low voices, "What is wrong?"

Lilia raised her face to look at them and shook her head calmly. "It's okay."

Mellisa's eyes still looked doubtful. "Is it true?"

When Mellisa thought of asking a few more questions, the driver who had come to pick them up was already right in front of them.

One of the drivers, the older one, ran as soon as he saw Mellisa. "Miss Mellisa, Miss Lilia, sorry we're late. There's a traffic jam on the road and it took us a long time to get here."

He continuously nodded apologetically and kept looking at the two of them. He was very happy to see Miss Mellisa who had come back to life, and now there was also Miss Lilia.

At that time, when Grandpa Caleb told him to pick people up, this driver was almost confused!

He thought he was going to pick up the old man's acquaintance at the station. What he didn't know was that he was picking up Miss Mellisa, who had disappeared for a long time. 

Mellisa looked at the driver and politely answered with a smile. "Uncle Alex, it's fine..."

The driver named Alex, almost 40 years old, had served for a long time.

With him guiding up front, the four of them walked towards the parking lot and each pair got into their respective cars.

Entering the back seat, Lilia placed her handbag randomly near the door. She turned around and thought for a moment. When she saw the man, she helplessly spread out her arms. "The internet accuses me as the main culprit of Sara's well-planned accident."

Jean's expression remained the same. The back seat of the Hongqi car was very spacious. He bent his knees and folded his legs, then lifted his hands behind his wife's neck and gently rubbed them. "What's Harold's plan?"

Lilia gave him a slightly surprised look. "Did you know already?"

After asking that question, Lilia shook her head and laughed. How could she forget her husband's ability.

Lilia happened to remember that before they left the house, the man seemed to have gotten up to answer a phone call, maybe he knew it by then.

She leaned back slightly, rubbed her palm and answered, "Harold wanted Aphrodite Agency to issue a statement first, to at least to control public opinion."

"He said that this incident happened suddenly. And almost at the same time, many fans were posting these accusations to their accounts. These attacks seemed organized and planned beforehand," she continued.

"In that case, that statement is useless." The man's face was cold and stern. He placed one hand on his folded lap and rubbed his phone screen, his pupils were looking dark like a deep ocean.

Lilia nodded in agreement. "I also feel that statements can't calm the situation at all."

The man turned his head and saw that his wife's face was filled with confusion, and yet her eyes were still calm. Jean couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"I can't think about it!" Lilia smiled brightly and said unhurriedly. "This incident happened suddenly, I haven't thought about the proper course of action. After all... there must be someone playing behind the scenes. I believe that disseminating misinformation on such a large scale would definitely require a leader. This is pretty normal in the entertainment industry, actually." 

Lilia's tone was mixed with ridicule and anger. It was really strange since she had reduced her activity in the entertainment circle recently.

Instead of feeling happy from avoiding the public's attention for a while, Lilia got accused as the one behind the accident?! Did she offend someone before?

Right now, two red vehicles were crossing the streets of the capital simultaneously.

Due to the red light, Alex the driver couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he constantly looked at Lilia in the rearview mirror.

This young woman seemed to be a well-known star on the internet.

Ever since Grandpa Caleb returned home last week, he had been asking him to teach him how to use his smartphone and various search engines all day long. The old man was constantly saying compliments like, "Lilia is very beautiful and nice!"

At this time, his gaze accidentally collided with Jean's in the backseat.

Eyes met in the mirror, Alex looked embarrassed and looked away with a grin.

Jean averted his gaze from the rearview mirror, he then looked at the woman seemingly silent from thinking too much beside him.

Her deep black eyes were stained by shallow frost, then she said in a low voice. "Since you haven't thought about it, don't think about it. News on the Internet is constantly changing, maybe it will turn around the next time!"

Lilia suppressed the suspicion in her heart, she opened her eyes and stared at the cold waves the man exuded. She slowly leaned on her shoulder. "If only life had gone so easy, I wouldn't need to think about anything in this world!"

Lilia leaned on the man's shoulder and smiled lightly, she didn't really care anymore.

She had seen all the great storms on the Internet before and waves of inexplicable darkness like this could not affect her.

After all, the one who should be scared was the one with the initial SH. If the truth really came out, then Lilia couldn't wait to hear Sasha's explanation regarding this incident.

Thinking of this, Lilia smiled sarcastically, and closed her eyes.

She did not see the decisiveness emerging under Jean's eyes, but she did not ignore what the man had said. Why? Because she knew that her husband never lied.

He said that there would be a turnaround and it would happen.

...

Forty minutes later, they finally arrived.

This was a residential complex owned by members of the military. Even though grandfather Caleb had retired and was no longer serving in the military, his title and services could still make people respect him. Hence, a large area within the complex was reserved for the Mayer family.

Someone was seen standing on guard at the housing gate. When he saw two red cars approaching, he raised his hand and asked him to stop.

This was a basic rule that must be adhered to, namely routine checks. When pedestrians or vehicles entered and left the complex, the guard must check the relevant documents, even if it was the head of state.

After passing this check, Alex explained to the back seat while driving, "Miss Lilia, there are now more regulations at our housing. For the next few days, Mr. Caleb has asked me to accompany you in and out. If you need to leave the house, please feel free to see me."

"Okay, thanks Uncle Alex." Lilia said, she then turned her gaze to look out the window.

Her serene gaze hovered over the beautifully crafted gardens, as well as bungalows and villas with similar appearances.

As expected, this complex was different from the residential area of ​​the villa. Even though they looked like western style buildings, these houses definitely had a simple impression of age. It was not a European architectural style that had emerged in recent years, but rather had simple colors like those of the previous Chinese state.

Alex glanced at the rearview mirror with a smile, and saw Lilia staring at the complex scene. He warmly said, "Miss Lilia, all the area beside this belongs to Mr. Caleb. A total of 18 villas are the assets of the Mayer Family."

"Meanwhile, the central area is reserved only for the exclusive use of the main family members. There are eight villas and three gardens. Enjoy your time, maybe you can sightsee around the complex even further."

Eight villas... Lilia was a little shocked, she didn't know the internal situation of the Mayer family in detail. She only knew basic information from Mellisa.

But judging from the details she had heard, the Mayer family was a big family with many intricate branches, and they were much more complicated than the elites in Surabaya.