Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 120

Kaia’s checks turned bright red at lightning speed when she heard what Alyssa was saying, and within seconds, she looked like a red apple.

“Alyssa! Keep your voice down!” Kaia was terrified that Lucien might hear from the hallway. She’d die of embarrassment.

Alyssa laughed sheepishly, “Relax, he didn’t hear anything. Heh, Kaia, I’m just looking out for your happiness here.”

They huddled together, sharing intimate secrets until they finally emerged to find the moving company had already left.

Alyssa noticed Jason still waiting outside, and her eyes flickered with curiosity. “Jason, where’s Uncle Lucien?”

Jason smiled faintly, “Mr. Graves said he wanted to cook dinner himself.”

Alyssa gasped, “Kaia, did I hear that right? Uncle Lucien is cooking–for me?”

Jason, who hadn’t walked far, nearly stumbled. When had he failed to notice how self–absorbed Alyssa could be?

Kaia let out a soft laugh. “I think he’s just happy you’re here, so he decided to cook.”

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With her confirmation, Alyssa beamed even brighter.

Never knew this stuck–up Uncle Lucien had such a caring side.

But when they got downstairs and Alyssa saw the heart–shaped steak on Kaia’s plate, she realized she’d been completely wrong.

She stabbed at her regular steak with obvious irritation, shooting resentful glances at Lucien.

Lucien calmly cut his own steak–which was also heart–shaped.

“Having trouble cutting it? I haven’t started mine yet. Want to switch?” he asked Kaia gently.

her head. “No, I can cut it

ignored her protests, smoothly taking her plate and replacing it with his already–cut

bit into a cherry tomato

tomatoes are

She left feeling satisfied, though her heart felt a little bitter too. Someone had stolen her best friend

seeing how well Lucien treated Kaia put

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is going to

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really unpacking, just getting familiar with where everything was placed. The massive

her. Her law books filled up half the bookshelf,

new study to find Lucien coming out of their

you need more space, there are empty

more

rooms. Back at the Domont Villa, she didn’t even have her

yeah, this was way more

smile tugged at Lucien’s lips. “Alright.

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in the guest room

had missed the

an eyebrow. “Of course. Mrs. Graves, you’re the wife I’m marrying openly

I don’t plan on getting married

for a moment. “Okay, but can we push the

Lucien looked down at her, his eyes soft with warmth that reached all the way to

about the

month?”

narrowed. He understood exactly what she meant. Since he’d promised to help her leverage the

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