Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Eli felt a little chill in her hands instantly without Sean’s warmth. She closed the window and lowered her eyes.

Could it be that… she had fallen for Sean?

The feeling was overwhelming, but Eli wondered if Sean had seduced her on purpose, waited for her to fall in love with him, only to abandon her eventually.

What if he refused to divorce Yvonne for the rest of their lives, citing political reasons?

What if he got tired of her one day?

What should she do then?

He could crush her with just his status, and she would be defeated no matter how much she cried for help.

“We’re here,” Sean reminded.

“Oh,” Eli realized that everyone had gotten off the car. She followed after them hurriedly.

A row of men clad in black stood before her.

“Line up!” Aldred bellowed.

Eli could hear echoes coming from afar, and it seemed that several men were repeating his words. Their voices were majestic and solemn.

She stood behind Sean and felt his strong enthusiasm and daunting presence.

She was once in Jasper’s army, and the soldiers there gave her a similar feeling then too. She thought those men were manly and she dreamed of marrying a soldier someday.

“Stay close to me,” Sean lowered his voice and reminded her.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Okay,” Eli followed him immediately as she watched the soldiers lining up into a total of ten rows and twenty-seven columns.

In front of every three columns stood a platoon commander, and in front of every three platoon commanders stood a corporal. The commander was Aldred, who stood before all of them.

The men, all of whom had taken off their masks, had their hands behind them and their feet shoulder-width apart. They stood straight unblinking with expressionless faces.

Sean walked past them, column by column. He took a quick glance at each of the soldiers. Meanwhile, Eli was also scanning their faces. She frowned when she realized that the person she was looking for was not one of them.

Was that person really not an Invisible? Who could he be then?

Sean strode all the way to the front and walked up to Aldred. He then asked firmly, “Is there anyone on leave or out on a mission?”

“Mr. President, no, there isn’t. Everyone is present today,” Aldred answered with certainty.

“Tell them the rules for the training,” Sean instructed coldly.

“Yes, Mr. President,” Aldred responded. He picked up the megaphone and stood in front of the group, “This afternoon, all but nine platoon leaders, three corporals, and the commanding officer will participate in this training session. Each group will have a flag in their hands, which will be randomly assigned. The flags consist of the letters ‘A, B, C, D, E’ on them, and whichever group gets the five flags first will return to this place and hand them over to me. The training session will then be considered complete. . Is that clear?”

“Clear!” The soldiers said in unison with a great deal of momentum.

“The winner will receive a rank upgrade and a two-month vacation. The runner-ups will receive 200000 dollars each and a two-month vacation. The third place will be rewarded with 100000 dollars each and a one-month holiday. The fourth place will be rewarded with 50000 dollars each and a month’s holiday. And finally, the fifth place will receive 10000 dollars each. The rest will be going through special training during the holidays,” Aldred continued.

“Victory!” The warriors shouted slogans.

Eli looked over to Sean. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking about from his expressionless face, but she noticed that his eyes were as sharp as a hawk’s.

Wouldn’t it be humiliating if the President was one of the last groups to finish the training?

Could it be that he was plotting something behind the scenes?

She felt that she would be a burden to her team.

“Now, I will ask all platoon commanders and corporals to come over and draw lots, and whose names I call will be assigned to their respective groups,” Aldred continued.

Each platoon commander and corporal would draw ten names randomly, which they would then form a group.

Colonel Cher, the Sergeant, and some others whom she didn’t know had already finished drawing lots.

She was the second last to draw the lot.

She was stunned that she was eligible to draw the names too. She thought that it was incredulous and embarrassed. Her hand was trembling as she drew ten names out from the box nervously. Sean, on the other hand, did not move forward to draw any lots.

She looked to the Invisibles, whose names and codenames were unfamiliar to her. She counted that there were four left on their side, so Sean should have six men with him.

Apart from Sean and herself, who else would there be?

Eli looked at the men standing behind Sean, and each of them was expressionless and motionless. It was tough to tell who would be in the same team as her.

She noticed that Aldred was whispering something inaudibly to Sean, to which the latter then nodded. She wondered what they were talking about.

“I have the names for the last group. Congratulations to the remaining soldiers whose names had not been drawn yet. You will be grouped with Mr. President, 008 Gary Yaleman, 171 Nick Zachary, 189 Darren Wheeler, and 234 Troy Hiller,” Aldred finished his report and then looked over to Sean.

Sean nodded. The Sergeant stepped forward with great enthusiasm and bellowed, “Mathew Cher, Jack Weil, Bernard Wood, Victor Hunter, step forward! Show those Invisibles what we’re made of in the National Guards!”

The four men whose names were called stepped forward and shouted their slogan in confidence, “We will fight those who dare to compete the National Guards to our deaths!”

“Soldiers of the Invisibles, are you willing to take up the challenge?!” Aldred shouted.

“Challenge accepted!” The Invisibles shouted in unison.

Eli was flabbergasted.

She thought that the Sergeant was out of his mind. It was a training for the Invisibles, yet he made it looked as though it was a battle between the National Guards and the Invisibles. He seemed to have forgotten that four of the ten men in the group were part of the Invisibles.

If she were part of the Invisibles, she would have given her own people a break so that they could win at ease.

Four of them, against 264 others. Were they silly or what?

“Hey Sean, how did that guy become a Sergeant? He’s quite a force to be reckoned with, isn’t he?” Eli leaned closer to Sean and whispered to him.

Sean smiled lightly, “His father is the brother of my uncle-in-law.”

“Oh,” Eli understood. It was nepotism.

Sean took the microphone over, “I applaud your enthusiasm, my fellow men! Shall we arrange a friendly match between the National Guards and the Invisibles next year? However, for now, let’s get going with the training first, shall we?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Eli couldn’t help but commend him. Sean was indeed brilliant. With just a few words, he had successfully brought the focus back to the matter at hand, which was the training for the Invisibles. The Sergeant was certainly only here to fill the spot.

Sean smiled slightly. His maturity, poise, grace, and dignity was comparable to that of a royal King.

He then passed the microphone back to Aldred.

Aldred concluded melodramatically, “Soldiers, it is a great honor for Mr. President to have graced us with his presence. We’ve worked hard all year, and it’s time to show Mr. President who’s the best regiment!”

“The Invisibles are the best!”

“Who is the bravest and most fearless?” Aldred shouted.

“The Invisibles are the bravest and the most fearless!”

“The Invisibles are untouchable! Soldiers, you are dismissed. Line up for dinner in half an hour,” Aldred said.

Eli was speechless.

She was dazzled by the enthusiasm and passion each of the soldiers had. They remained expressionless at all times, yet it was obvious that they had a fire in them, hungry for victory. She watched as they trotted off in a neat and methodical manner.

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