Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty novel Chapter 6

"Young Madam, I just know you'll be a devoted girl and will definitely help our family through this crisis! Thank you so much!" Manon made a 90-degree bow.

Fleur retracted her gaze from Olivier to eye the two old ladies in front of her.

To recluse for two years, have a vegan diet, meditate every day...and to help the Martinez family ward off this 'disaster'.

She caught a glance at the embroidered shoes by the hospital bed. People who still had those on at this age were likely old-fashioned, and, as what Fleur thought, difficult to get along with.

She did not respond to Aunt Manon's question. Instead, she met the Old Madam's solemn gaze.

"Grandma did you..." Cry? Throw a tantrum? Threaten to commit suicide? "...make a fuss?" Fleur euphemised.

If the old woman had tried committing suicide, she could understand why Olivier was in such a hurry to find someone to sign up to be his wife. This other reason though, a family crisis predicted by some 'diviner'...was too absurd.

"Are you willing to help us?" Grandma asked. Her tone carried mild suspicion, much like Olivier himself.

Before she could respond, Olivier slid open the balcony door and came back in. "Grandma." He held Fleur's hand, which was, to Grandma, a very intimate gesture.

But to Fleur, that gesture felt like a statement of control.

"She is willing to help us."

"..."

Grandma seemed to look more lively upon hearing that. Her strict demeanour softened up too. "That's good, then. You can send her over to me in a week. I will return her to you after two years' time."

"Okay." Olivier paused before continuing in a resigned tone, "Grandma, I've already agreed to your request. Don't do anything silly anymore, I cannot take it."

"If you had listened to me earlier on, it wouldn't have come to this."

"Yes, yes, I should have listened to you," Olivier replied in a more reserved, respectful tone.

......

Back in the elevator, Fleur put a hand into her pocket while squinting at Olivier.

"Mr Martinez, did you just use me? Am I just some doll to help clear your family's bad energy?"

"I thought-" Olivier's eyes were two dark pools. "-you'd imagine a worse outcome the moment you saw that blank sheet of paper."