Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 1340

Chapter 1340

Chapter 1340

It was a vibe of those who had experienced all kinds of things.

She had seen it from Draco, who could absolutely outdo people of his age.

As the ferry moved forward along the fish pond, the middle-aged man's face gradually became clear...

"Mr. Swale, I'm glad to meet you here. I booked the suite near the beach, but I heard that Mrs. Swale liked to listen to the sea. How about I give that suite to you? It's better equipped," Trevor said to Wayion ingratiatingly.

Wayion slowly put down the cup of tea in his hand, looked around the environment, and replied indifferently, "Don't bother. The suite I booked is against the mountain, and there are many vintage buildings around. It's also very good."

Hearing this, Trevor nodded and said, "My wife and Mrs. Swale hit it off, so I'm happy to give that suite to you. Of course, it's up to you. I naturally have no objection."

Wayion smiled and nodded gently. When hearing about his wife, he was less commanding and softer.

As they were talking, Tracy came out of the lounge, holding Mrs. Swale's arm with a slight smile.

Tracy was wearing large brown sunglasses, and her long seaweed-like hair was hanging over her shoulder. She was telling jokes to Mrs. Swale with a humble smile.

Mrs. Swale was probably in her early fifties, well maintained.

There were not many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Her smile was amiable and gentle. She spoke softly, looking as if from an oil painting.

"Wayion, are you talking business with Mr. Jones again?" Wayion naturally walked to Wayion's side and sat down, concerned.

Wayion shifted his eyes to Mrs. Swale, and his eyes immediately became tender. "Just a little thing. It's hot. Why don't you sit inside?" "We came to the resort to have fun. You want me to stay in the lounge?" Mrs. Swale pretended to be annoyed.

Wayion smiled and coaxed her, "No. You can go anywhere you want. I'm just afraid that you will feel hot..."

Tracy immediately took out a large sunshade from her bag, waved it, and said, "I prepared a sunshade. I won't let Mrs. Swale get sunburnt, so please don't worry, Mr. Swale."