My Supermodel Wife

At this moment, Lilia was lowering her head to chew some food. Looks like she's eating seriously, but in fact, she's thinking hard.

Why did Alfred think that the Widjaya family killed his father?

The parents and second child of the Widjaya family were also killed in the accident, which could be said to be a much more serious loss than that of the Ricardo family.

And when that happened, Alfred was just a teenage boy. If no one had instilled such thoughts in his heart from the start, there was no way he could harbor such great hatred.

Thinking of this, Lilia opened her eyes and vaguely looked at the grinning Iron Lady.

The old woman contributed a lot to Ricardo's family status.

At that time, her leadership at such a difficult time made her a hero and was called the Iron Lady who was praised by everyone..

She was definitely not inferior to any man in both mind and skill.

"What do you see?" Jean caught Lilia's secret move. He took his spoon and added a piece of vegetable to his wife's bowl.

Lilia turned her head, licked the corner of her mouth and whispered beside her. "Tonight... It looks like we can't leave here so easily!" 

After which, a bright light appeared in her eyes.

The man wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue, then said softly, "It depends on whether he has enough strength and courage to execute the rest!"

Lilia raised her eyebrows and brought the vegetables to her mouth. "He clearly wants to convey that he no longer wants to pretend to be a good guy in front of us. And if we run away, we'll look guilty. I myself am actually curious about what role Mrs. Florence will play tonight."

"I heard that the grandson she loved the most was Alfred. There is no way the patriarch failed to see what is happening now. Since she didn't say anything, she clarified that she agreed to everything that Alfred arranged. This pair of grandmother and grandson may have planned it all a long time ago."

Lilia clearly analyzed the current situation with a clear mind as she continued to eat vegetables and drink mouthfuls of juice.

Even if she couldn't leave the hotel easily tonight, she didn't seem affected at all.

There was a soft color in the man's deep eyes as he looked at her. Then he curled his lips and smiled. "If we can't go tonight, then just accept it and we'll sleep in this luxurious hotel for one night!"

Lilia nodded comfortably. "As long as you are with me, I don't care where I sleep!"

All over the dining table, their indifferent and casual conversation clearly reached everyone's ears.

Chris wiped his face and took a sip of wine glass with a very disturbing expression.

Tom noticed their loving behavior, put down his cutlery and sighed.

Meanwhile, Alex looked at them with a smile, sincerely happy for Jean.

More than half of the food had come out, and the guests' enthusiasm increased.

To thank the invited guests present, the Ricardo family specially prepared exquisite souvenirs.

At the same time, it is also a means of winning over the hearts of some influential figures.

And in every gift, there is a hidden gold-plated business card that belongs to Alfred.

The guests were vaguely aware that the patriarch of the Ricardo family was planning to push Alfred forward, and put all the responsibility of the Ricardo family on the potential successor.

The hotel staff delivers gift boxes to guests at each table. During this time, Florence took advantage of the distraction for a temporary exit.

Not long after, a servant said something in Alfred's ear, and he also disappeared from the banquet hall.

After he left, Ricky couldn't sit still.

Taking advantage of the noisy environment, he quickly moved to Jean's side, pulled out a chair from the side, and sat down in a very anxious tone. "Mr. Jean, our family's bodyguards are all here tonight. I'm afraid they will be brought against you, this..."

James glanced at Ricky, speaking impulsively, "So what?"

It depends on whether Alfred wants to destroy the reputation of the century-old Ricardo family. If not, he wouldn't do such a stupid thing! 

Ricky choked, unable to speak for a while.

At the moment when the atmosphere became awkward, the butler outside the banquet hall turned around again.

She quickly walked towards James. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Ricky and her face was stunned. "Young master, what are you doing here?"

This old butler was the old woman's confidant.

Ricky snorted in disgust. "Do I have to report every business of mine to you?"

The old servant sneered. "Of course I don't dare to be that impudent!" 

When the words fell, she nodded at James and said politely, "The patriarch of the Widjaya family, Madame has invited you to her private room upstairs!"

Irene asked after hearing this, "Only the patriarch?"

The old servant said faintly, "This… Madame didn't say anything if the wife can come to accompany her husband, but it shouldn't matter too much."

After that, James slowly stood up, and his tone was indisputable. "Then, as the Widjaya family's mistress, I will go together with her."

The old servant's eyes lit up. "Let me escort you!"

Lilia followed and got up, but Irene looked at her disapprovingly. "Lilia, don't go..."

"No problem," Jean put a hand on her waist and brought Lilia into his arms.

Tonight, Lilia can't leave his side.

She was sure that Alfred would not make any big moves at his own banquet tonight.

And the previous provocative statement was undoubtedly a bluff, and most importantly, he had just clarified his resentment towards the Wijaya Family.

If it can't be resolved tonight, the days to come will probably be a real confrontation between the Widjayas and the Ricardos!

James saw this scene and waved his hand. "What are you talking about? Lilia is our family, of course she will go with us!"

At this point, Chris was impatient and stood up too. "It's noisy in here, let's go out and smoke!"

He looked at Tom and Alex.

They raised their eyebrows and nodded, and in an instant, everyone at the table left their seats.

...

When James and the others arrived in the private room of the Ricardos family, they saw Alfred standing at the door, staring at them with deep and dark eyes.

He lowered his head and returned to talking on the phone, snickered at the corner of his lips. Then he turned and raised his hand to open the heavy door. "Everyone, please!"

Outside the door, Chris, Alex and Tom are stopped in the corridor by the old maid.

She smiled apologetically. "Sir, I am truly sorry, Madame only invited the Patriarch of the Widjaya family and the rest of the family, so all of you... please stay here!"

Chris raised his hand and tugged at his bow tie, his Adam's apple rolled slightly. "Maybe you don't understand so I just want to give your boss a message."

The butler nodded repeatedly. "No problem, I will tell him."

Chris patted his lips and turned to Tom and Alex. "The three of us represent our extended family. I'm from the Hartanto family, Alex from the Vander family, and Tom from the Wibowo family. The Ricardos are in Yogyakarta and may not understand the situation, but it doesn't matter if a butler like you doesn't understand. You just need to convey this message to your employer."

"If even a single hair dropped from the Widjaya family's side in this city, then we, three big families from Surabaya, will fight to the last drop of blood to balance the account!"

The butler, who was still grinning, suddenly looked astonished.

After serving a rich family for so many years, she was naturally aware of the deep-rooted relationship between extended families.

But she did not expect that there would be such a deep friendship between the extended families in Surabaya.