Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Lena felt uncertain. "Them?"

"Those who look down on me! I want to prove how great my family is to our daughter-in-law!" Fleur clenched her teeth, nearly crushing the steering wheel.

Lena chuckled, keeping her head down. The large diamond ring on her finger sparkled in an unfamiliar, elegant light. Despite feeling out of place, a unique warmth enveloped Lena.

Fleur sped along, instructing her bodyguards to contact the wives on the way. These women usually attempted to flatter her but often fell short.

Their shock was evident when they heard Madam Fleur wanted to play poker with them. They promptly agreed and followed her directions. -

Lena trailed behind, surveying the club. The atmosphere was serene, posh, and luxurious. The people who came to greet them seemed prestigious, yet they treated Fleur with respect.

Once inside the VIP room, Fleur halted and gestured to Lena, who hesitated to extend her arm.

Fleur impatiently grabbed her hand and placed it on her own, glaring at her. "Didn't Chris say you're direct? Why so slow?"

Lena bowed her head.

whispered. "Why bother coming if you

Lena complied.

and imposing Lena now resembled a docile rabbit, obediently

entered. "Mrs. Cloud, Mrs. Grant,

"Um..."

Fleur's uncharacteristic warmth. They were actually Mrs. Johnson, Mrs. Rudd, and Mrs. Weir... Hadn't they just bumped into

it's been a while! You

arranging for Lena to also have a seat. The enormous diamond ring

curry favor. Not only would they let her

are you skilled at card games, but you also have a keen

of introducing my daughter to your son, but it seems you're not giving us

Fleur raised an eyebrow, trying to maintain her arrogance but failing to

"She's not?"