My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

Vincent was taken aback for a moment by Jean's question.

He... He snuck out today.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the man before snorting coldly, "You really don't have a conscience! I ran to you because you needed my help but you actually called my eldest brother to arrest me!"

At that point, Glen had the lead out. He crossed the guards, walked up to Vincent and immediately hit him on the shoulder. "What a good thing you have done, I'll settle this account with you later!"

However, he glanced at the beauty queen in a pretentious manner.

Vincent leaned against the body of his car and looked back. After averting his gaze, he smiled slyly. "I just want us all to welcome our friends. Besides, Alice doesn't know that Josh is married, so she can't spend too much time with someone else's husband. There's nothing to worry about then!"

Alice, Parma's beauty queen, turns 27 this year.

Five years ago, she was chosen as the 13th beauty queen in Parma. When she wore the crown, she showed her love for Josh in public.

Unfortunately, life is not as beautiful as a fairy tale. Her love was cruelly rejected.

Although many people saw the ridiculous confession at the time, Alice had a big heart, and her father was the mayor of Parma so no one dared laugh at her.

Besides, young love is full of madness.

Vincent's explanation left Glen speechless.

At this time, three men got out of the cars one by one.

Lilia glanced at them and couldn't help but secretly slap her tongue.

Regardless, their appearance, attitude and stature were on par with men from several large families in Surabaya.

Not to mention that they were currently standing next to luxury cars, their aura seemed to scream 'We own this town'.

Lilia looked at them with eyes full of appreciation, but then the man's gloomy voice came in her ears. "Are you okay?"

She turned her eyes then met her man's dangerous gaze, and couldn't help but smile. "I'm okay!"

Her words are sincere.

However ... she had just been momentarily amazed by the good looks of these gentlemen.

Still, it was really just appreciation.

After all, there are not many beautiful things in this world, and it's understandable that she too, will appreciate beautiful things.

Jean's deep brows stared at Lilia's somewhat guilty conscience, he rolled his lips and turned his head towards the long haired man who stepped towards them.

Antonio, son of the noble Parma family, the Leroy family.

At that moment, Antonio shook his ponytail at the back of his head, and a grin appeared on his cheeky yet handsome face. "Josh, welcome back!"

Jean embraced Lilia and walked step by step. As he approached, he whispered in Lilia's ear.

"These people are from the highest noble families in Parma. Their wealth is truly extraordinary, it could even be said that they are the owners of this city. More than ten percent of Parma's permanent residents are Indonesians. It is said that they were recruited by the mafia when they wanted to expand their wings to Asia, and now they are deepening their roots here even more."

Antonio was the first to walk up to Jean, and his ponytail, which was blown backwards by the wind, gave off an evil aura.

"Long time no see!" The man and Lilia stood side by side, saying that they had not seen each other for a long time, which was a tribute to the past.

Antonio stretched out his brows, his gaze shifted then slowly fell onto Lilia's body. He held out his hand. "Antonio."

"Lilia!" She shook hands with Antonio in a polite, well-behaved manner.

At this moment, two men came from behind them.

One of them was tall and looked familiar. Lilia looked closely and found that he was very similar to Glen, noticing that the two of them were of a mixed race.

"This is Gerardo, Glen's older brother."

Gerardo looks around thirty-five years old, and his body is similar to Glen. His cold and serious expression exuded his arrogance even more. Even Anna straightened her back subconsciously when she saw him.

"Married?" Gerardo's gaze is fixed on Jean's left ring finger, the ring that symbolizes such a dazzling wedding.

The man nodded, and Gerardo smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Very good! You have been gone for almost five years, I am waiting for your explanation."

After speaking, Gerardo turned and admired Glen. "Brother, good job!"

Not only did he find Josh, he also brought him back too.

Extraordinary!

Glen didn't say anything.

He knew these people had been waiting for Josh to come back.

It's just that when they meet, they pretend to ask by showing their evil aura. But actually, everyone is very happy.

The last person to step forward was the only stranger with blonde hair and blue eyes among them.

He spoke Indonesian fluently to welcome Jean, and in the end, his eyes were fixed on Lilia's face.

As a gentleman, he put one hand in front and nodded slightly.

Lilia nodded at him too, and as everyone got into the car again, Jean also took her to their car.

Alice, the beauty queen, has disappeared.

The convoy left the runway first, and other luxury cars followed closely.

On this day, the legend of Parma returns.

...

Around three in the afternoon, the convoy arrived at a fenced villa in the middle of the city.

This villa is very special, surrounded by a line of great walls and covers a large area.

The interior couldn't be seen from the outside, but when the auto-ornate door opened, the wide entrance immediately filled the eye.

Lilia sat in the car and looked at the scenery inside. She glanced at the driver who was driving, then lowered her voice and asked, "Is this ... the mayor's house?"

Since the convoy had come to pick them up, she thought it made sense to come here first.

However, the man showed a shallow smile and explained warmly, "This is our home."

Lilia looked out the window again in surprise, her gaze turned strange. A villa that covers such a large area, and the boundary surrounded by the wall in the city center belongs to her husband?!

The convoy drove in and now, the lane still winding forward in the busy city, but away from the noise.

A few minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of the villa. It was surrounded by a secluded green courtyard, and there was an artificial lake not far away.

When Lilia got out of the car, she smelled the distinct green grass and somehow she liked it.

Elegant, calm, warm like spring, and beautiful scenery.

She had even started to imagine what she'd do here in her mind. Wondering if it'd be nice if they sat by the lake and watched the sun set.

"Do you like this place?" The man walked behind her and asked as the woman closed her eyes and took a deep breath, wrapping her waist from behind.

Lilia nodded. "I like it, the air is nice and the view is good. Have you lived here long?"

When she asked, she turned her head. Her gaze met the man's gentle gaze, and her heart felt soft.

The man hugged her, his throat rolled up and down, then said in a low voice, " I lived here for eight years."

When he was seventeen, his illness was still difficult to cure. That's why his family took him to Parma. And Uncle Hans, the servant of his family and whom Jean already considered to be his second father, accompanied him here at that time.

That year, his symptoms gradually worsened, and the depression also gave him the idea of ​​committing suicide.