Billionaire’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 55

Seraphina was confused and took it over. When she opened the cover, she realized that it was an

insurance contract.

The insured item was Seraphina’s nose, and the beneficiary was also her. As for the

amount…

All Seraphina could say was that the price was unimaginable!

Surprised, Seraphina looked up at him and asked, “Are you serious?”

Dashiell answered in a serious voice, “Of course, I am. You’re a perfumer, and your nose is crucial. It is

necessary.

Indeed, for a perfumer, the nose was important. One could not be a great perfumer without an excellent

sense of smell, and a nose that could distinguish hundreds of different scents would be more useful

than any amount of effort. However, only a few of the top perfumers would pay a fortune to have their

noses insured.

Seraphina was obscure at the moment, and she wasn’t sure if it was necessary to spend such a large

sum of money to insure her nose.

Dashiell stressed, “For me, everything about you is necessary!”

Dashiell took out a pen, stood up to hand it to her, and said, “Sign it. It will take effect immediately.”

Seraphina looked at Dashiell and then at this contract. She was really touched.

Seraphina signed the contract and said in a quivering voice. Thank you.”

Dashiell chuckled, “You don’t have to thank me, because it’s what I’m supposed to do. How about

doing something else with me?”

Then Dashiell put one hand on the back of Seraphina’s head and asked for a kiss.

Seraphina stood on tiptoe slightly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and responded enthusiastically.

In the airport.

Vivian pushed the sunglasses on her face and looked impatient. She asked anxiously, “Julian, who are

we going to pick up? You haven’t told me yet!”

Vivian had dressed up. She changed into new clothes and reapplied her makeup before coming to the

airport with Julian. She knew they were coming to pick up someone, but she didn’t know who they were

coming to pick up.

After waiting for so long, her patience was going to be drained.

Julian answered. “A very important person. Have some patience.”

Although Julian comforted Vivian gently, he didn’t know if it would work.

Julian saw the picture of the person he was trying to pick up, but he was worried about missing the

person or recognizing the wrong person.

Julian wanted to make another phone call, but the other side was busy. He was very anxious, but he

did not want to show it.

Julian had accepted the fact that Seraphina would not help him. Now it was as if

Seraphina had become a strange woman to him who would never compromise. As for Emily, Julian

knew that she was waiting for him to dismiss her and that made him

angry.

Once again Julian blamed it on Seraphina.

While dazed, Julian looked around. Suddenly, he saw a tall, lean man wearing gold-

immed glasses.

Julian took out his phone immediately to compare the person in the photo to the man he had just seen.

Seeing that the man was about to leave, Julian called out. “It’s him! It’s him!”

“Who?” Vivian muttered. Before she could react. Julian pulled her forward.

As he ran, Julian shouted, “Mr. Larson, Mr. Larson! Mr. Larson, wait.”

The man stopped as expected.

Julian was even more certain that he had found the right person. He grinned and gasped, “Mr. Larson,

I’m here to pick you up. My name is Julian Brown, CEO of Prosperian Company, and you can call me

Julian. I… Mrs. Barker should have mentioned me to you.”

Following Julian, Vivian looked at the foreigner and her boyfriend in puzzlement.

Through the lenses of his glasses, Mike looked Julian up and down with an indifferent expression and

said faintly, “Yes, I’ve heard of you. Nice to meet you.”

“It’s good to see you!” Julian said eagerly and held out his hand to shake Mike’s.

Mike looked down, held out a hand, shook Julian’s hand perfunctorily, and quickly released it. Then he

asked nonchalantly, “Where’s the car?”

Julian answered enthusiastically, “It’s outside. This way please!”

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Julian smiled and led Mike to the parking lot, while Vivian was staring at Mike curiously.

Mike was a tall man with curly blonde hair and chiseled features. He wasn’t that handsome, but he

looked attractive.

Perhaps aware of being watched, Mike looked at Vivian and their eyes met. Vivian was stunned and

smiled politely at him.

Mike looked away.

After getting into the car, Mike sat in the back seat, while Vivian sat in the front. passenger’s seat, and

Julian drove..

Originally, a chauffeur was supposed to drive, but to show his utmost sincerity, Julian decided to drive

himself.

As Julian drove, he glanced at Mike from time to time through the rearview mirror. After a while, he

began, “Mr. Larson. I’ll drive you to your hotel first so you can have a rest. Later in the evening. I’ll give

you a welcome dinner.”

“Okay,” Mike replied indifferently.

Even so, Julian continued cordially, “Mr. Larson, I’m really glad and grateful that you’ve come over to

help. Mrs. Barker told me that you’re a great perfumer, and I’m sure that the problem that my company

has encountered is just a piece of cake for you. By the way…”

“I’m a little tired. Let’s talk about it tonight, okay?” Mike interrupted, closed his eyes.

and leaned back.

Obviously, he didn’t want to talk to Julian anymore. Julian was embarrassed and quickly came back to

his senses. He said lightly, “Okay. Have a rest. I’ll call you when we get

there!”

Vivian was uncomfortable with Julian’s almost flattering attitude. She frowned at Julian and then looked

in the rear-view mirror at Mr. Larson in the back seat.

Vivian didn’t like Mike’s insolence and haughtiness, and she wondered why Julian was still trying to

please Mike. Besides, thinking about Mrs. Barker, whom Julia had just mentioned…

Vivian only felt that this name was familiar. A flash of light came to her mind, and she suddenly thought

of a person.

Vivian turned her head and asked in a whisper, Julian, is Mrs. Barker…

Julian interrupted immediately, “Hey!” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Julian frowned and shook his head. He glanced at Mike in the backseat as if hinting at something and

said, “Vivian, you must have had a hard time these days. Just take a nap. We’ll have dinner with Mr.

Larson tonight.”

Vivian immediately got what Julian meant. She nodded without asking him again and said, “Okay. Drive

carefully.”

Then she adjusted herself to a more comfortable position and fell asleep against the window.

In the back seat, Mike slowly opened his eyes.