My Supermodel Wife

Fran's face became stagnant. After catching his breath, he glanced at Leonard who was in the way. "This is really a bit private, I want to talk to master Jean alone!"

The man lowered his head and closed the cuff of his left hand, then said calmly. "There are no outsiders here. Mr. Frans, please speak!"

Leonard saw the faint look of the man in front of him, but he remained seated as if he didn't see him.

After a while, Frans sneered stiffly after struggling for a while. "Then, I'll just say it. Young master Jean, everyone is a businessman. And you were inexplicably able to snatch my co-workers where I took the raw materials for my jade production. Isn't this against the rules?"

Snatching his co-workers?!

When Leonard heard these words, he looked at the man beside him in amazement.

If it were Jean who did it, then he wouldn't doubt the truth at all.

Because he definitely has this ability!

At this moment, Jean raised his eyes and looked at Frans, his thin lips slightly curled up. "Breaking the rules? For example?"

Facing such an arrogant look, Frans felt faintly helpless.

If only he hadn't lost 60% of his co-workers in three days, he wouldn't have invited him to wine tasting so hastily.

It was precisely because of this that his understanding of Jean became much deeper.

Just what kind of connection and background allowed him to pry the business network he had built over the years in three days?

This type of enormous power is so far beyond his reach.

After a moment of silence, Frans took his wine glass on the table and drank it. A few drops of red wine dripped down the blue shirt along his chin, making him look even more embarrassing.

After taking a sip of wine, Frans' eyes turned red. He placed the wine glass on the table with a thud, his elbows propped on the table, and he said in a hostile manner, "Jean, don't pretend you're innocent! Tonight, I just want to ask you carefully, I have never offended you all this time, so why are you suddenly after me?!"

"Never offended?" The man chewed on his words, his smile deepened. "Mr. Frans is right. There is no problem between you and me, but you seem to be a very active person around me."

Frank immediately narrowed his eyes. "Who is it?"

In the information he learned, Jean only drew his line at two, namely Lilia and the Widjaya family.

But looking at the experience over the years, he had never had any business with the Widjaya family, let alone Lilia.

Too many mysteries made Frans lose his cool.

The business network that he had painstakingly built for many years… should not be so easily destroyed.

Even if Leonard is still here, he doesn't care about him, he just wants to quickly reveal this mysterious look on Jean's face.

For a long time, Jean put one hand on the table, tapped the table with his fingertips, and smiled calmly. "I have never been interested in the jade industry. But I heard that the profit is big and the fraud rate is lower."

"If Mr. Frans wants to discuss business with me, then you have seen the results. Although I have no interest in jade, that doesn't prevent me from digging a few channels to explore its path. Of course, if we are willing to be honest with each other, then we can continue chatting. Otherwise, there's no need to talk more!"

After a brief exchange, the initiative was clearly in Jean's hands.

After a little thought, Frans clenched his fists. "Since young master Jean is not interested in the jade business, just spill it, don't beat around the bush!"

Hearing this, the man took a sip of his wine glass slowly. "We'd better talk about who you saved in the capital city five years ago!"

The voice was calm, but it made Frans' tremble.

Leonard, who had not spoken for a long time, frowned when he saw the man still sipping his wine and whispered, "Jean, drink less."

Jean held the crystal glass and said meaningfully, "Master Frans must be a smart person!"

Frans was clearly not breathing well. After a few inhales, his tone was very stiff. "Young master Leonard, I didn't expect your friend to be so disrespectful when he's drunk."

Leonard sneered nonchalantly. "Unfortunately, he doesn't seem drunk. He can still speak clearly! If I were you, you'd better answer the question."

After this, Frans did not speak for a long time, and his face was very angry. But he was also a little afraid of Jean's words.

At this moment, the air around the long table seemed to condense.

Frans took the bottle of wine and filled his wine glass to the brim, his expression gloomy.

On the other hand, Jean and Leonard looked calm and graceful, and their eyes occasionally met in a playful manner.

Three minutes later, Frans ran out of wine again. He suddenly raised his eyes and ran into Jean's relaxed expression. He pursed his lips and made a final struggle, "Jean, I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Since you don't understand, I don't need to waste any more time here!"

The handsome man stood indifferently, Frans' eyes immediately panicked. "Wait a minute!"

Seeing this, Leonard raised his eyebrows and said, "You still don't want to tell the truth? Five years ago, your convoy of cars drove to Surabaya even though you were in Jakarta. I wonder why? Do you think there would be no trace with a distance of 700 km? You're the one who saved and took my wife at will, are you still planning to not admit it?"

Leonard's patience was running out.

He really wanted to know all the truth from that time.

This matter welled up in Mellisa's heart, and he just couldn't bear seeing her tortured by the secret she had been keeping for years.

Saving people is a good thing. But Frans' next act was unforgivable. 

Right now, because of Leonard's direct question, Frans' eyebrows and eyes were full of ferocity. He tightly gripped the wine glass in his hand and looked at Jean. "I won't answer that question."

But Frans was actually very curious. Could it be that Mellisa is also someone he shouldn't touch? Jean Widjaya… You're asking too much!

Hearing his voice, the man raised his eyebrows. Facing Frans' gloomy gaze, he said in a soft voice, "You don't want to answer, huh? I can just leave then."

Frans's cheek muscles twitched, he wanted to laugh it off, but the result was… he couldn't stand it!

Jean gave too much of an impact. The wine tasting party that he originally prepared to ask Jean for an explanation had turned into a sharp weapon that stabbed him.

After a while, he suppressed his emotions. He then looked at Jean carefully, and said grimly, "Yeah, I took her away. Actually, I was her savior, and if it weren't for me, her exploding car would have burned her to ashes."

"Jean, I know she's your wife's sister, but instead of thanking or repaying my good deed, you openly attack me. Do you think it is appropriate?"