At the staircase, May Sam in her pajamas came down while clapping, "Wow, what a show! Lucy, your acting skills have reached the peak of perfection. Golden Duck Awards this year should award you the biggest golden duck egg!"

Edward clicked his tongue and reprimanded her with a straight face, "May, how could you talk to Lucy like that?"

May flicked her hair and rolled her eyes without any fear, "Edward, open your eyes and see whether it's human or ghost who sleeps beside you every night. Be careful and don't die in your sleep."

"Argh..."

Lucy's face contorted with anger!

"If you dislike me, find someone to marry. You are almost 40 and should plan for the future. Edward can't provide for you forever."

This disgusting woman had been nagging her every day, and she was already sick of her implicit or explicit sarcasm!

May arched her eyebrow and looked around, "The little stutterer of ours is still not found?"

"Lucy, you are so cruel. I heard that Mr. Christ is a mysterious man. A photo of him was revealed on the internet, and he looks about 40, 50 years old. If you let the little stutterer marry him, it's like pushing her into the fire pit."

"But since you've already sold that girl, shouldn't I have my fair share? I'm her aunt after all."

Lucy sneered, "May, I don't have time to bicker with you. Now our priority is to find that damn Simona. When she is married into the Christ Family, you'll certainly get your share."

May was satisfied with her speech. Money mattered. Who would have a problem with money?

She blew at her nails and smiled, "That's fine. Continue with your search. I'm so sleepy and should go back to sleep."

But it seemed that damned Simona had vanished into thin air. After a night's search, they still didn't find her!

Lying on the bed, Lucy felt perturbed and got a premonition.

...

The early morning sunlight came in through the glass window, and a sheet of warmth landed on Simona's fair face.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed.

"You're awake?"

A deep male voice resounded through the quiet bedroom.

Simona abruptly turned her head...

When did the man come in? He didn't make any sound.

Nathan stood up from the sofa.

His grim face and well-cut black suit brought out his awful air without reservation.

He walked to the bed and handed her a few paper bags, "Here are some clothes for you to choose. I'll take you to buy some you like later."

Simona got out of bed and took the bags from the man's hand.

While raising her head, she involuntarily looked at his face.

This man was so tall for her to look at.

She slowly cast her eyes down. His legs were so fascinating, long, straight, and as high as her waist.

In fact, she was over 1.6 meters tall and not short.

But in front of him, she looked petite.

Simona swallowed and felt her face burning.

"H... hubby." She called out softly and moved closer to him.

While Nathan stared at her fair and innocent face, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

As soon as she got close, he felt something rising...

What did the woman want again early in the morning?

"Change your clothes and go downstairs for breakfast."