The president's seventh bride

Chapter 15: Humiliation

Carlos was very indifferent in the face of Colton's enthusiasm. On the contrary, he suddenly became

nicer to Alicia.

He walked up to her, put his arm around her waist, and said softly, "Let's get in."

"OK."

Alicia stiffly smiled, and felt uncomfortable to his sudden blandness.

The hand on the waist forced her back to stretch tightly. Perhaps he perceived her unnatural behavior.

Carlos smiled and held her hand instead. At the moment when their fingers clasped, Alicia heard her

frantic heartbeat.

Originally, she was worried about whether he would be willing to cooperate. It seemed that she thought

too much.

Gentle tone, burning eyes, and blurred smile were enough to make Colton and his wife felt surprised.

She was led by him into the living room. It was not until he released her hand that she realized it was

full of sweat.

It was not the fear of Holly seeing through the truth, but because Carlos' unexpected acting skills were

too amazing.

"Carlos, have a tea, please."

Although Colton was a businessman, he was only a small merchant. Compared with the wealthy Noel-

Baker family, his achievements could only be described in one word-insignificant.

At that time, his humble attitude of serving tea with both hands made it hard to believe that his serving

object was his son-in-law.

"My sister, welcome to go home with Carlos."

It was really a special day. Since childhood, Mia always called her name, but today she called her

sister. The "surprise" was really one after another.

Alicia smiled slightly, "Well, how's it going?" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Not good. Once you get married, I'm too bored. Come on, let's talk somewhere else."

Mia took Alicia's arm fervidly, and meaningfully glanced at Carlos. They went quickly out of the living

room and came to the Joliot-Curie family's back garden.

Mia just acted in front of Carlos. Without him, there was naturally no need to act anymore. She reverted

to her previous insolence and asked sharply, "Are you a woman too capable? You even get the

rumored cold-blooded and ruthless demon. It seems that you have got your mother's gene, which is

really enviable. "

In the face of Mia's sarcastic provocation, Alicia showed no anger. Instead, she smiled generously and

patiently explained, "It's not due to my ability, but that the rumors are untrue. Carlos is not cold-blooded

and ruthless. He treats women as well as he looks. He is definitely a good man. Hahaha! Do you regret

that you give me such an opportunity?"

Mia didn't admit it, but her eyes showed remorse, "You lie. If he is a good man, how can he divorce

frequently?"

"Divorce is not that man's fault. As for his family, how many women marry him for money? Countless!

When he knows the original motives of those women, divorce is natural and inevitable."

"According to you, if he knows that your motive for marrying him was also for money, your marriage

would also come to an end?"

"Do you want to see me abandoned as soon as possible? Or you want to be his eighth bride?"

Alicia asked mockingly. She was never hysterical, but every word she said was as sharp as a knife,

which caught others off guard.

"I ... I don't!"

Mia clearly had been seen through by Alicia, but she still denied it doggedly.

"It's best that you don't have that thought. Carlos does not bother to take a look at you."

Alicia left leisurely after saying that. Mia, who always humiliated others but never humiliated by others,

at that moment, felt so angry...