Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 68

Ziggy squinted and whispered into his ring.

"Coccinelle, come back."

While everyone was focused on Rue's body, something the size of a fingernail burrowed its way out of the evening dress and flew toward Ziggy...

At the same time, Rachel sipped on her orange juice as she enjoyed the sights.

Seeing the spectacle onstage and unable to contain herself, she spat the orange juice out accidentally.

Edward, who was walking toward her, got the brunt of the spat orange juice.

As a result, Edward's suit was half-drenched with the splash of sweet-smelling juice against it.

His face tensed as unhappiness washed over his face.

Rachel was caught off-guard for a few seconds before she smiled at Edward awkwardly. "I apologize. I just saw something really astonishing, I couldn't help it."

Edward looked at her with his signature cold gaze. "Go on and explain to me what is so astonishing. If you can't explain it to me, you're done for."

Nathan held Rachel's hand in an attempt to plead on her behalf. “Edward, don't be upset, Rachel did not mean to do it."

Rachel's head swayed as her willowy hand shot up, pointing at a mostly-nude Rue in the spotlight.

“Mr. Bluemel, is that astonishing enough?"

Both Edward and Nathan looked toward the direction Rachel was pointing.

Seeing that, Nathan was dumbfounded while Edward was irritated.

Edward's gaze toward Rue looked like it could slice Rue into thousands of pieces!

Rachel stood behind the men, trying her best to hold back. She really wanted to ask Edward if it was astonishing enough for him.

In reality, she said it, even though it was not as direct.

"So, Mr. Bluemel, am I done for?"

Nathan tapped the back of Rachel's hand as a warning.

'Why does Rachel like to mock Edward? Doesn't she know who Edward Bluemel is?!'

Edward slowly moved his attention back from the stage. "If you wish, I can still satisfy your desire."

Rachel looked at Rue who was utterly embarrassed onstage.

"Mr. Bluemel, are you going to let your wife be displayed onstage in her state… and not rescue her?"

She had to admit, she was happy to see that — it felt cathartic.

However, Edward's indifference was not something she had expected.

Edward swirled the wine glass in his hand and replied, "She made a fool of herself, should I involve myself in such tomfoolery?"

Everyone else was taking in the spectacle without moving to help her.

All except one person, who moved through the crowd rapidly.

A blue-masked man brushed aside another blue-masked lady who had been holding onto his arm and stepped onto the stage.

He kneeled beside Rue affectionately.

"Rue, don't worry. I'm here."

With tears streaming down her face, Rue looked up at the man with a blue mask. "Ian? Is that you?"

Ian nodded without hesitation. He took off his jacket and pulled the dress that was on the ground onto Rue's torso.

Due to the condition of the dress, Ian kept his hand on it, preventing it from falling off again.