Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 131: I’ll Give You a Million—Leave My Son!
Elara placed her bag down with a smile, "I don’t dare ask for your forgiveness, perhaps I should apologize to you?"
She winked at Lucy, "Sorry?"
Lucy internally groaned, what’s wrong with this woman? Why is she flirting with her out of nowhere? She’s almost fifty, does she look like someone so easily charmed?
But looking at the sunflowers nearby, Lucy begrudgingly admitted, damn it, she really is!
To be honest, Elara is quite something. Her looks are decent, her words sweet, she knows how to flatter people. Aside from her poor background and being a bit scheming, there really isn’t much to criticize.
What? You say she’s not scheming? If she weren’t so devious, could she have entranced her icy son and even play his little commoner games? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Lucy really had no fondness for Elara, well, if there was any, it was only because she had given her two sunflower stalks!
She really liked sunflowers!
In light of the sunflowers, Lucy pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit, I asked you here because I have something to tell you."
Elara thought this sweet Aunt-in-law couldn’t hide anything, everything was written on her face. And now she couldn’t even wait to get served, she had to discuss matters with her right away.
She stifled a laugh, and asked, "What is it that you want to say, just go ahead."
She thought at most she’d cuss her out for being shameless and ask her to divorce Zion.
Unexpectedly, Lucy took out a leather bag, pulled out a check, scribbled on it, pushed it over, and with a solemn face said, "A million, leave my son."
Elara stared at the check in front of her, stunned.
It’s not like she hadn’t seen a check before. Three years ago when she was dating Mason, Kylie had "humiliated" her like this.
Back then, it was about... thirty million?
But she was foolish, treated money like dirt, feeling Kylie was insulting her love, and returned the check.
She regretted it many times later. If she’d taken the check and left Mason, she would have stopped the loss in time, wouldn’t have wasted three years.
In another sense, Kylie was actually saving her, but she missed the opportunity.
So seeing this check right now, her emotions were mixed, she felt she should seize this rare opportunity... but a million seemed a bit low? Plus, there was nothing between her and Zion as she thought.
Taking the money felt wrong, Elara reluctantly pushed it back.
"You look down on me?" Lucy glared at her. If her Aunt-in-law hadn’t repeatedly told her not to expose her son’s status, she’d throw a few billion at her, she didn’t believe it. Not tempted by a million, how about a few billion?
Remember, she was once almost swayed by billions worth of checks, almost took the money and left her man. If her man hadn’t unexpectedly shown up, pried the check from her hands, and solemnly showed her his net worth, promising endless billions if she stayed with him, she might have really left with the money.
But now, she couldn’t offer more money, a million didn’t have enough impact, clearly Elara wasn’t tempted.
Lucy was troubled, she looked at Elara, and said, "Or you think about it, name your price, I’ll give it to you!"
Elara felt a bit sorry, this sweet-voiced Aunt-in-law, to drive her away, was even willing to incur debts just to meet her demands?
If she really asked for tens of millions, would Aunt-in-law actually consider taking out a loan?
Imagining this adorable Aunt-in-law chased by debt collectors, haggard and worn, Elara couldn’t stand it, and said, "Actually, you don’t need to do this, there’s nothing between Zion and me like you think. I’m... I’m his best choice."
After all, he’s gay and needs a sham marriage. What normal woman would marry a man like that?
Lucy thought she was defying her, joke’s on her, Zion’s status compared to Elara’s, could she really be Zion’s best choice? No shame can so beautifully adorn oneself with gold.
Seeing money couldn’t solve it, Lucy moved to plan B, used a tissue to pretend to wipe tears, and lamented, "You don’t understand, Aunt doesn’t want to hold you back, you’re still young. You can’t comprehend the sadness of poor couples. We have several sons, I can’t help you in life at all, and in the future we’ll drag you down. What are you striving for in such tough days?"
Lucy vividly described what she thought was the hardest life, not knowing this was the ordinary life for the masses. Elara, who grew up as an ordinary girl, didn’t find such a life tough.
Moreover, all she focused on were the words "Aunt," her heart was melting from the sweetness, ah, is that how you sweet young ladies speak?
She looked at Lucy, seriously saying, "I’m not afraid of hardship, my family burden is quite heavy too, in this sense Zion and I are well suited. As long as we understand and support each other, we can overcome any difficulties and succeed."
Lucy spat metaphorical blood at heart, overcome any difficulties and succeed; are you two starting a revolution? The Long March of twenty-five thousand miles?
She was at her wits’ end again, both plans she thought of for so long were ineffective, she didn’t know what else to do. Actually, there were other tricks; having mingled in high society for years, hasn’t she seen others’ tactics? Some mothers-in-law went to extreme lengths to break up their sons and women, ruining or even killing them.
But she couldn’t do such malicious deeds, it was too cruel.
She had to go back and think carefully again.
Lucy unhappily tossed her chopsticks on the table, having failed in her purpose, she didn’t even feel like eating.
Just then the food arrived, Elara picked up a piece of beef and exclaimed, "Wow, this beef is so tender."
Lucy perked up instantly, "Really? Really?"
She also grabbed a piece with her chopsticks.
Her eyes lit up, it really was delicious.
Meeting Elara’s gaze, her face darkened again, as she huffed.
Elara picked up a piece of chicken, widening her eyes, "Wow, this chicken is so tender."
Lucy perked up again, "Really? Really?"
She snagged a piece with her chopsticks, popped it into her mouth, and couldn’t help but nod, "Really nice."
Elara tried to hold back her laughter and repeated her trick, serving her a bowl of soup.
In the end, under Elara’s influence, Lucy ate until her belly was completely round.
She sighed contentedly, "Happiness in life is just like this. I must come to this restaurant a few more times!"
Elara smiled and said, "Then I’ll accompany you."
Lucy snapped back to reality, rolled her eyes, and said crossly, "You’re dreaming! Just because I had dinner with you, don’t think you’ll gain any face with me. I still don’t like you, hmph!"
After saying this, she grabbed her bag and left, but not before carefully picking up the bouquet of flowers Elara had given her.
Elara politely stood up to see her off and settle the bill. Just as she stepped out the restaurant door, Lucy was about to scold Elara to stay away from her when a voice interrupted, "Oh, Miss! We meet again. Do you remember me? I’m Rosalind, the one who helped you when you twisted your ankle last time!"
Rosalind walked over, dressed in a light yellow qipao, in an affected manner, and greeted warmly.
Lately, she had been racking her brains every day to gather all kinds of information about Lucy and finally discovered Lucy’s fondness for qipao. She then went to some effort to find out Lucy was coming to this restaurant and dressed in her carefully selected qipao to try her luck.
Sure enough, she actually ran into her! Judging by the situation, Lucy seemed to be just about to leave, and Rosalind felt a thrill of delight. Fortunately, she arrived just in time, otherwise, she would have missed her.
However, before she could wait for Lucy’s response, she saw Elara walking over too. She immediately glared at her and said warily, "Elara, what are you up to?"
Elara’s demeanor was obviously aimed at Lucy. Could it be that she had taken a fancy to Mr. Sarvian and wanted to start with Lucy to marry him?
She should really consider her own worth!
Despite her disbelief, Rosalind was fully guarded. She only had this one chance with Mr. Sarvian, and she absolutely couldn’t afford any mistakes.
Elara stopped when she saw Rosalind, hesitated when she looked at Lucy, and didn’t know what was happening, so she didn’t speak rashly.
Seeing her silent, Rosalind assumed she was guilty, snorted, and pulled Lucy, pretending to be affectionate. "Miss, you don’t know, that woman is my former sister-in-law, and she’s full of schemes. When she was with my brother, she wasn’t content, and she cuckolded him. She remarried to a pretty boy right after the divorce. The bizarre things she’s done are countless, you better watch out for her, she won’t even blink when she’s deceiving people!"
Lucy, caught off guard, walked a few steps with her before realizing and shook off her hand unhappily, saying, "Stay away from me!"
Although she didn’t like Elara as her daughter-in-law, as soon as she got the news of Zion’s marriage, she had checked into Elara’s background, knowing she was twice married, the reasons for her divorces, and her character.
She looked down on Elara for only one reason, which was Elara’s background. Apart from that, Elara had nothing else to criticize. Moreover, she had just given her a bouquet of sunflowers.
Yet this affected woman dared to smear her daughter-in-law in front of her. Even though she didn’t want to admit it, when it came to united fronts, Elara was her daughter-in-law, someone she needed to protect.
Hands on hips, Lucy pointed at her nose and said, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Hmph, just a jumped-up clown! Look at yourself, so ugly, and your face is painted like a monkey’s bottom. Ugly people cause more trouble! Also, don’t call me Miss; looking at you makes me sick!"
Initially, she wasn’t that repulsed, but knowing this woman was the former sister-in-law of her daughter-in-law, the little flames in her heart flared up. She knew what Elara’s ex-husband’s family had been up to.
Rosalind was dumbfounded by the scolding. Previously, Lucy didn’t like her but at least was polite. Now she was pointing at her nose and scolding her mercilessly. What did she do to offend her?
"I..." Rosalind’s mouth opened, and she forced a smile uglier than crying, attempting to explain, "Did you misunderstand me? Did Elara say bad things about me to you? She’s just like that, can’t bear to see others doing well, stirring up trouble all the time. Don’t listen to her..."
Lucy looked at her with a stern expression and said, "I dislike you; it has nothing to do with anyone else. I don’t need others to say bad things for me; just looking at your face makes me utterly disgusted. Get lost!"
Rosalind looked at her with a sorrowful expression. Lucy was about to leave but then considered and turned back to pull Elara’s arm, dragging her along.
Rosalind stared at their backs in shock, filled with disbelief. What on earth was going on? Why was Elara favored by that old witch?
Meanwhile, being dragged along, Elara shared the same shock, especially at how Lucy, who usually ignored her, was now pulling her along.
To be honest, the sweet girl’s hands were so fair and soft, and being close, she smelled so nice...
Just as she was in shock, Lucy abruptly released her hand and said coldly, "Don’t think me taking you along means anything; I just can’t stand that woman!"
She paused and continued in a huff, "You too—she’s a person, and you’re a person; she’s a woman, and you’re a woman. She has what you have. Look at how she speaks and acts, full of cunning. Look at you, unable to even let out a fart when prodded. She is smearing you this way, and you didn’t give her a slap. Are you even a person? You?"
Elara felt warm inside and couldn’t help but smile, saying, "You trust me, isn’t that enough?"
She spoke honestly, "Besides, I’m just someone with no ties, so I’d better try not to stir up trouble. The Jacobs Family is something I can’t contend with."
Lucy glared, "Who says you have no ties? Am I not your support? Isn’t Zion?"
Elara was left speechless.
What kind of support was this? Ordinary people stood no chance against capital. Even Zara didn’t dare confront Mason head-on, and though Zion dared, his network had been hard-earned, and he needed to maintain his connections for his work, without over-consuming them.
Lucy realized it too. Her son cosplay as a common citizen—no wonder this good-for-nothing didn’t dare talk back.
Tsk, really useless, but clear-headed, never acting impulsively, quite discerning.
Lucy gave her a disdainful look, "I really don’t know what to say about you."
Elara still beamed, "I think this is just fine."
In front of Lucy, she couldn’t resist teasing her, just like interacting with Esther Carter, feeling no pressure facing her mother-in-law.
Lucy snorted, ignored her, and turned to leave.
Elara turned to head back; the bus she needed was in the other direction.
Returning to the restaurant entrance, she saw Rosalind still standing there, motionless.
Elara paused her steps, but she continued walking straight past her.
Rosalind stared at her figure and suddenly spoke, "Elara, stop!"
