My Supermodel Wife

That night, in the area of ​​elite restaurants.

An Italian-style restaurant stood out from the many fine dining restaurants in the area. The view of the city from the windows of the VIP room on the restaurant's rooftop was stunning. The lights scattered all over the city looking like stars in the night sky.​​

However, out of the six people in the room, not a single one glanced out the window. They sat around the round dining table in the middle of the room while eating and chatting lightly.

Around the room, there were about 20 personal bodyguards belonging to the Widjaya Family. They kept their eyes full of caution while keeping their distance so as not to disturb the warm atmosphere of the two families.

James, the head of the Widjaya Family, and his wife Irene sat side by side. Sylvia, who was beside Irene, continued to talk to her in a familiar tone.

In between conversations, Robert occasionally stole glances at his daughter who was silent at a thousand languages ​​next to him. Jean, who sat between Lilia and his eldest brother, also often glanced at Lilia with a frown.

"Mr. Robert, I often hear about your projects. I am delighted to meet successful entrepreneurs like you." James raised his wine glass to toast Robert.

Even though he had reached middle age, James was no less handsome than his younger brother. The man was wearing an elegant gray suit, which made Lilia wonder if all the members of the Widjaya Family liked the same color.

Robert smiled broadly and immediately toasted the man, "Mr. James has overstated my reputation. I am the one who is honored to meet you tonight. I've wanted to learn from the success of the Widjaya Family, which dominates the real estate sector. "

Hearing their conversation, Sylvia also invited Irene to make a toast for tonight's meeting. They looked very harmonious in the eyes of others.

The only exception there was Lilia. The woman just listened to their conversation with her mouth closed tightly. She also refused to touch the food on her plate.

Tonight, Lilia looked absolutely stunning in a dress that matched her black eyes, but her expression was the opposite of her parents. She felt like the goods were brought here to be sold, and the people who sold them were her own parents.

The thought made Lilia's eyes hot and her c.h.e.s.t tight. She lowered her head to hide the anger on her face.

The sound of plates clinking caught Lilia's attention. She slowly looked up and saw the addition of fresh salmon chunks on her plate.

Lilia turned to face Jean, who stared back at her without saying anything. His actions were enough to tell Lilia that he was trying to make her feel better.

The tightness in Lilia's c.h.e.s.t eased and she felt that she could breathe easier. Lilia gave a small nod, then started to take her fork. Suddenly she realized that the conversation between the two husband and wife had stopped.

As Lilia looked around the table, she found them all watching her interaction with Jean. Robert looked relieved, while his wife had a satisfied expression. On the other hand, James and Irene both looked shocked.

"I didn't expect to see Jean looking at other people like this! Looks like my little brother really likes Miss Lilia. Jean has never treated his own brother this well, you know? He doesn't even want to get me a side dish when we eat together!" James's voice was full of nostalgia.

Jean shot his knife-sharp gaze at his brother, as if telling him to shut up.

Sylvia took this opportunity to reply, "As a mother, I am relieved to see these young people get along well. Lilia gets very excited for a few days when she finds out that she will marry Young Master Jean."

Lilia secretly sighed, 'Mom, when have you ever seen me excited about this? If you want to lie, at least make up the lies that make more sense!'

Lilia could feel Jean's gaze on her, as if waiting for her to correct Sylvia's words. But Lilia didn't want to argue about this small thing. She lowered her head without saying anything, her hands clenched tightly under the table.

Lilia's silence made the atmosphere a little awkward. But after a while, the soon-to-be husband and wife started chatting as if Sylvia had never said anything.

After they had finished their main course, James gave a signal to his assistant. The assistant came with a red box decorated with many precious stones. James placed the box on the table and pushed it toward Robert.

"Mr. Robert, since your daughter and Jean agreed with this marriage, tonight we are bringing you a list of the dowry that will be given by the Widjaya Family. Please check the list."

Robert was so shocked that he nearly dropped his glass. The man put down his glass with trembling hands and glanced at Sylvia. He thought the funding assistance for his project was the dowry from the Widjaya Family, but he was wrong.

Sylvia grew impatient and secretly pinched her husband, "Quickly open the box!" She whispered.

Robert slowly opened the box and saw a pile of red paper. He read the text on the paper and the frown on his forehead deepened.

Only the Widjaya Family could provide a dowry of this size!