President's Contract Wife novel Chapter 30

The C city looks particularly beautiful on summer nights. Row by row of tall buildings, busy streets and lanes, lights red wine green, everything seems quiet and comfortable.

The warm, moist evening breeze, with a hint of gardenia aroma, blows in the car window from outside. The Lamborghini is headed to the shantytown where Nina Morrison lives.

“Nina Morrison, I will give you ten minutes to say goodbye to your stepmother and your sister, and then get out right away!” Lucien Gray's tone is too harsh to refuse.

“Ten minutes? I have to pack my things.” Nina looks at Lucien Gray unhappily. Her eyes were blue and purple and she looked miserable.

Lucien Gray is soft. His voice is still cold as ice, “Fifteen minutes. If it is longer than that, I can’t sure what will happen.”

You tyrant, devil, psycho, megalomaniac! Nina Morrison secretly curses, rolling her eyes at Lucien Gray.

“Nina Morrison, do not forget who you are!” Lucien Gray, noticing Nina's movements in the rear-view mirror, cautions coldly.

Nina Morrison sighs. Never mind, it is better not to challenge such an unreasonable people.

Lucien Gray pulls a satisfying smile from the corner of his mouth when she sees Nina Morrison not talking and says, “Women, you’d better to be well-behaved.”

At the door of Nina’s house, Lucien Gray frowns, “Nina Morrison, you live here?”

Although Ryan had reported to him that the Morrison family lived in low squatter settlements, Lucien Gray had no idea that the environment of the squatter settlements would be so bad. The sewage is everywhere, the garbage is piled up and flies are buzzing around. This can’t be a place for people to live!

Nina Morrison, glancing down Lucien Gray's eyes at the squalid, low shantytown, shrugs and smiles, “Where does President Gray think I should live? In a five-star hotel? Or in a villa at the seaside?”

Lucien Gray's tall body stands out in the slums and his Lamborghini catches the eye of passers-by.