Chapter 3: Meet The Future Husband

"Are you ready to meet your fiancee?" The one who spoke was a beautiful woman that appears to look like she was just in her early 30s but she's actually 47 years old.

Her hair was the color of ashes, her eyes as blue as the sky. This woman is none other than Lillie Bai's mother, Agathe Crevier Bai.

"Not really." Lillie Bai indifferently replied, busy taping her slender and delicate fingers on her laptop. Her fingers' movements were so fast that one couldn't even blink.

Her mother sighed in disappointment, rolling her eyes. "Ma chéri, couldn't you at least show even a bit of reaction? Like anger? Resentment?" She pouted with her intentional heavy french accent.

Lillie Bai stopped typing, turning her head in her mother's direction. "Do you really like to see me angry?"

"..." Urgh, no thank you.

The last time she saw her eldest and only daughter angry was when she was 16.

What made her angry is that the project proposal she tirelessly made for one whole month, without any proper sleep, the project that would've made her father's company the best in the world, was snatched by her 'best friend' and gave it to a rival company.

That company made millions, thanks to Lillie's plan. Her ex-best friend, Yu Mei, was greedy and envious of Lillie's life and her amazing IQ. So, she betrayed Lillie, trespassed her home and her room then stole the precious files.

Lillie is not a merciful person, instead, she's the most ruthless person you will ever meet. She made Yu Mei's life worst than death that she begs for Lillie Bai to kill her instead to end her suffering. But, no!

Lillie enjoys watching her suffer. She also enjoyed watching the company, that used her plans, go bankrupted after a month of fame and glory and burst into smithereens.

If only they knew how capable and vicious Lillie Bai was sooner, they would've been contented with their wealth and wouldn't dare steal from her even if they ate a tiger's gut.

Now, they had tasted the 16-year-old Lillie Bai's wrath.

"Oh darling, we both know we won't want 'that' happening again." Alexander Bai, Lillie's father said as he drove the car to a five Michelin star restaurant to meet Lillie's future husband along with his family. He stared at the mirror and looked at his wonderful family. Then, his eyes turned cold as his gaze went to his only son.

"Gabriel, I hope you're on your 'best' behavior today and put your tablet back in your bag, your laptop too, Lillie. No doing anything business-related on this dinner meeting." He emphasized as he turned off the car's engine.

"No." Lillie shortly answered.

"Tch." Gabriel scoffed in annoyance. You can clearly see where he got his attitude from.

Their parents sighed. Until now, they do not know how they managed to give birth to these cold-blooded children. Gabriel used to be such a sweet boy. Unfortunately, he was influenced by his Jie Jie [1], and that he idolized her very much.

The Bai family exited their car. Mr. Bai gave the car key to the valet before they all went inside the extravagant restaurant.

"Good evening, ma'am and sir. Do you have any reservations?" A hostess politely asked with a cheerful smile.

"Yes, we are the Bai family." Mr. Bai replied.

The hostess' eyes widen and quickly talked to the person behind her.

"Oh yes, yes! Forgive me for not recognizing you, Mr. Bai. Right this way please." The hostess bowed multiple times before leading them into a VIP room.

'So stupid! How could I not recognize the President of WPE! Even the she-devil's with him!' The hostess' face was pale and covered in sweat.

"This is your room, the others are already inside." The hostess gently opened the door for them before bowing, excusing herself.

Lillie Bai was the last one to enter as she was too engrossed in typing something on her phone. But, when she raised her head, her eyes slightly widen and her pupils dilated.

Across the room, sitting on the chair like a king on his throne was the man she despises.

None other than her rival, Ethan Li.

Standing up from his chair, he sends a smirk on her way.

"Well, hello there, future wife."