Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 112

“By the way, Mr. Yancey, one more thing. We have successfully signed with Jared, and the celebration banquet is scheduled for tomorrow evening.” Michael added, “I’ve arranged everything. Please prepare and let me know if you will be attending

“I will attend,” answered Jack.

Jack hadn’t been out in the evening for many years, but he had no worries with Michael there. Jack believed that Michael would arrange everything well.

“Okay, have a good rest, replied Michael.

The call ended.

Holding the phone and standing before the window, Jack gazed into the pitch-black darkness outside. His cold eyes turned as black and unfathomable as a deep well. Alyssa had signed with their competitor, Grande Group, and it made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

It was not only regret but also anger. It felt like losing something precious.

Jack had been admiring Alyssa’s work for quite some time now.

The next morning.

Violet stayed up late last night to revise the draft until 3 a.m. Violet was still asleep when the Maserati stopped in her villa’s yard.

Jack saw Violet’s car and the closed door of the living room, so he didn’t get out of his car. He turned off the engine and patiently waited without calling Violet.

Violet said that she was moving to the Yeager villa today. Jack had promised her yesterday that he would be with her. Jack was one to keep his word, so he came here.

Little did he know that he would have to wait for two hours.

When Violet came downstairs and saw Jack’s car in the yard, she paused on the stairs to ensure she saw clearly. After confirming it, she realized that she was right.

Seeing Violet poking her head out, Jack opened the door and got out of the car.

The custom-handmade suit undoubtedly revealed his slender and muscular figure. His handsome features made Jack look like a prince coming out of the painting when he walked towards the morning sunlight, with an aura seemingly surrounding him.

“Did you stay up late last night?” Jack stood before Violet, gazing at the faint dark circles under her eyes. “Or did you have trouble sleeping?”

Violet quickly returned to her senses and slightly avoided his gaze, feeling embarrassed. “When did you arrive?”

“I’ve been here for two hours already,” answered Jack.

Violet suddenly looked up, and their eyes met.

“Two hours?” Violet couldn’t believe what Jack said.

Jack nodded and said gently, “I’m here to take you to the Yeager villa. Didn’t we agree on that yesterday? Have you forgotten?”

“Oh. Violet nodded and turned to enter the living room.

She wondered, “Why is Jack more enthusiastic about this than I am?”

Jack followed Violet and asked, “Do you have time tonight?”

“For what?” Violet casually tidied up a bit, still in her pajamas.

Jack replied, “We have signed Jared successfully, and you played a part in it. I want to invite you as my date tonight.”

“Tonight?” Violet glanced at Jack, slightly surprised.

“Yes.”

Violet asked seriously, “Aren’t you afraid others will know your secret?”

“With you and Michael by my side, what do I have to fear?” Jack met her gaze, full of trust. “I’ll take you to pick a gown in the afternoon, and we can find a stylist. We’ll present ourselves as friends, and using your identity as Ms. Yeager of the Yeager Group Theo will value you even more.”

“Why me?” Violet was a bit confused, especially early in the morning.

Jack stated frankly, “Because you’re the second person besides Michael who knows my secret.”

Violet blinked and didn’t realize what was going on. “Is there anything hidden from me?” she thought.

Jack seemed to have guessed what Violet was thinking and explained, “The two of us were a team fighting against Armand. Grandpa also likes you, and as for me… I don’t dislike you either.”

Hearing this, Violet couldn’t help wondering, “What’s he doing? Is it a confession?’

“You don’t dislike me. Do I have to thank you?” Violet glanced at Jack and casually said, “I have to admit, sometimes you have an overly positive self-perception. Quite impressive!”

“I help you, and you help me. It’s a give-and-take.” Jack smiled and continued, “Just consider it, there will be delicious food, and you can meet many celebrities.” Jack didn’t show any arrogance in front of Violet.

“Why would I, as a woman, want to meet celebrities?” Violet smiled and asked, “Are there any handsome guys? The muscular ones with overflowing hormones?”

Jack looked at her and couldn’t help laughing.

“If there are, then I’ll go. If not, then I won’t.” Violet was straightforward.

Jack smiled and nodded by saying, “Yes, there are.” He fitted that description.

Violet was also straightforward. “Okay, I can go in the evening, but I’m busy in the afternoon. I have an appointment.”

“Do you think my date would attend just casually? I’m sure we have to select the gown.” Jack walked towards her and said, “I rescheduled my afternoon plans. Can you free up your afternoon as well?” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

As the prestigious president of the Yancey Group, a man known for his firm decisions, speaking to Violet in a negotiable tone and being so polite was quite unexpected.

Without thinking much, Violet responded, “Sure, why not.” She was a confident young lady who preferred to follow her instincts when making decisions.

Since Violet decided to go there, she wanted to make a stunning impression as well.

So, Jack didn’t wait for long as there was little for Violet to prepare. She didn’t even bring any clothes because Theo would prepare them.

Violet had gone upstairs to change her outfit and casually tied up her hair.

In the yard, Jack opened the front passenger door of the Maserati for Violet, being a gentleman and helping her inside.

“You’re so busy yet still have time to drive me. Is it because you want me to be your date tonight?” Violet glanced at Jack and furthered, “Is this a business deal?”

Jack started the car, “You can think of it that way.” He didn’t deny it.

“Good, you still understand about manners. No wonder you’re in the business world.” Violet praised Jack, saying, “Theo said he wants to treat me and prepared lunch. Do you have time to stay and have lunch with us?”

“I’ll join if you invite me,” Jack said casually.

“Well, for the sake of our allies, let’s consider it a treat from me.” Violet said while applying hand cream, “Later, you’ll also get to meet your fiancée, Beryl. You two haven’t met before, have you?”

“Fiancée?” Jack suddenly became serious and added, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

“The truth is, Beryl is quite beautiful. I met her yesterday. She has delicate features,” said Violet as she leaned back in her seat, speaking her mind, “I don’t understand why Beryl wouldn’t want to marry you. Isn’t marrying you the dream of millions of women? She’s like her mother, and perhaps there’s something wrong with her mindset.”

Jack raised his eyebrows and posed a casual question, “Are you one of those millions of women too?” It sounded like a joke but also carried a hint of seriousness.

“What do you think?” Violet glanced at Jack and continued, “I’d say you have quite a high opinion of yourself, right? And you wouldn’t be wrong about that,”

Jack retracted his gaze and looked ahead with a smile.

“If I wanted to marry you, I would have done it that day!” Violet added, almost as if delivering a final blow.

Jack didn’t respond. Just because Violet didn’t want to marry him in the past didn’t mean she wouldn’t in the future.

At this time, in the Yeager villa, there was a lively scene of joy.

Theo was also at home and the room had been beautifully decorated. The bedroom, which had the best natural lighting,

looked refreshed and renewed.

In the kitchen, the chef was busy preparing luxurious and nutritious dishes. Everyone was getting ready to welcome Violet and Xayah’s arrival.

Only Yvette was in a bad mood, so Beryl by her side had to comfort her from time to time.

The mother and daughter stood in front of the small bedroom window on the second floor, looking at the ser vant lined up in the yard to welcome Violet. This was a top-level treatment.

After a while, Yvette saw a white Maserati driving into the yard.

“Did she drive Maserati?” Yvette was stunned and looked at it. “Am I seeing it clearly? Did Violet drive in this car yesterday?”

“This is Mr. Yancey’s car,” Beryl replied with a slight tightening in her chest, furrowing her brows. She had searched for Jack on the Internet many times recently.