Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 421

The housekeeper served Christina a bowl of hot soup

“What is this Christins & brows were knitted together as she regarded the inky-black soup in front of her in aversio

“Mrs Hadley specially sent this over for your negishment Youll feel better after drinking it, and you might even be able to give Mr. Hadley a baby soon. My Christina” the housekeeper replied, grinning

from ea to rai

Immediately. Christina’s face flushed bright red. For my nourishment? More like prepping me for prepmency?

“I don’t want to drink this Give me something else she declined

A conflicted look showed on the housekeeper’s face Trm afraid that isn’t possible. Mr. Hadley has drunk a bowl, and this is yours. Mrs. Hadley gave the orders to watch you finish it. Why don’t you play along since she means well. Ms Christina?”

At that, Christina heaved a sigh. “Leave it here, then Make me a bowl of oatmeal, please.”

Acquiescing smilingly, the housekeeper whirled around and went into the kitchen.

The moment she left. Christina hastily slid the concoction before her over to Nathaniel with light movements. “Drink it for me.”

Nathaniel threw her a sidelong glance. “It’s not bitter. Try it.”

I feel sick from the smell alone, yet he’s claiming that it isn’t bitter? What a blatant lie!

Christina gazed at him with teary eyes like a lost lamb seeking help. “I’ll throw up after drinking it since it’s so bitter”

Nathaniel went silent.

“Pretty please?”

That whiny voice rendered the man defenseless.

Since he did not turn her down, Christina quickly took off after bidding him farewell.

As soon as Christina stepped into the office, Rayne hurried over. “You’ve got an appointment with a premier VIP today, and it’s almost time, Christina. Do make the necessary preparations.”

“Okay. Buy me some breakfast, please.” While saying that, Christina walked into the office.

A moment later, Rayne returned with breakfast.

Just when Christina had finished eating, the client arrived.

She straightened herself up before getting to her feet and going to meet the client.

In the conference room sat an elderly lady in a gown with her hair combed neatly and a rare emerald necklace on her neck.

She held a portfolio of Christina’s past works in her hand, and an assistant stood beside her.

Swinging open the door, Christina entered the room. Good morning. I’m the designer, Christina Steele”

She wore a chiffon shirt with frill sleeves that day, the low-cut design accentuating her long and slender neck. Her fair and exquisite skin gave others a sense of detachment.

“Good morning. This is Mrs Azure Lazuli. She would like to commission a gown for her seventieth birthday,” the assistant beside the elderly woman answered.

The instant Christina heard that name, she knew that it was a fake moniker.

From the way the elderly woman in front of her dressed, Christina could tell that the woman was either rich or influential. Well, I guess she doesn’t want to use her real name for fear that outsiders would ingratiate themselves with her.

“What kind of style would you like?” She promptly went into work mode.

“Something simple It can be in blue magenta, sepia, or any plain color. The pattern will be ink orchid with simplicity being the theme.” Still, it was the assistant who responded.

Azure turned a calm gaze on Christina, her eyes fixed on the emerald necklace on the latter’s neck.

While discussing the details with the assistant, Christina suddenly sensed someone staring at her. her eyes, she met Azure’s unfathomable gaze.

Lifting

The look in the latter’s eyes was kind and gentle. It was as though she was looking at her own child.

A sense of unease swamped Christina at being regarded with such a look from a stranger.