Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Bianca outwardly complied, but a hint of discontent lingered in her eyes. Throughout the meal, her gaze kept drifting toward Chris. When Fleur spoke, Bianca would actively join in, steering the conversation toward their shared childhood memories.

In their youth, she frequented Fleur's home, adoring the swing in her backyard and sharing a bed with Chris.

Lena listened quietly, her calm facade masking the fact the delicious food lacked flavor to her.

"Oh, Chris..." Bianca gazed at him innocently. "Could you take me to the mountains? I'm seeking inspiration for a photo series featuring the mountains."

Chris' eyes darkened, and he remained silent, subtly holding Lena's hand under the table.

Bianca pouted. "Why aren't you responding?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Fleur tapped the table gently. "Let's eat."

"Aunt Fleur, I—"

"I don't think you should join them," Fleur gracefully adjusted her hair. "They have important matters to attend to. What would you gain by tagging along?"

attempting to appear charming. "Chris and I used to travel all

Fleur emphasized. "But you've grown up. Your mind

atmosphere settled over

glance. With such a supportive mother-in-law, what

hadn't expected Fleur to take her side at a

everyone staring at me?" Fleur

butler over. "I remember Aunt Fleur

nodded

bit her lip. Despite her frustration, she

Fleur, she changed the topic. "Aunt Fleur, your

own meal!" Fleur snapped, placing her cutlery firmly on the table. "Don't eye others'

Bianca flinched.

amiable, but only as long as her boundaries were

couldn't believe Fleur, who had always been affectionate

advantage of the moment, Lina instructed the butler to serve Bianca some

with Fleur, and the