The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 461 - 440: What Do You Mean, Sir?

Chapter 461: Chapter 440: What Do You Mean, Sir?

Although Michael Gordon thought so, he couldn’t help but recall Oliver Thompson’s words, "Be careful, there are a lot of people watching you recently."

He had been dealing with a lot of issues with many different people, and now that Ivy Aretha was involved, there were even more people with a watchful eye on him.

"Hmm, maybe!"

As she said this, Ivy also felt that it might be her overactive imagination causing this strange feeling.

On the railing on top of the cruise ship, a man wearing a black outfit and sunglasses leaned lazily against the railing, gracefully swirling the red liquid in the wine glass. After a while, he took a gentle sip.

The smile on his lips grew colder as he looked down at the couple on the cruise ship, revealing an unknowable chill that most people couldn’t see through.

"Sir, I have confirmed that the lady in Michael Gordon’s arms is indeed our Little Princess, the daughter of Ruby Ross who was lost in a foreign country. Do we want her or not?"

A man in a black uniform walked slowly over and whispered cautiously in his ear, "If we don’t act and Mr. Matt’s people make the first move, then we’ll be at a disadvantage!"

"Make a move?"

The man’s lips revealed a thin, cold, and proud smile. He replied in a casual tone, filled with a subtle chill, "Do you really think Michael Gordon is a pushover? Is it easy to mess with his woman? Do I need to personally intervene and accompany them to watch their public display of affection?"

"So, what do you suggest?"

The man in the black uniform was obviously a subordinate without any decision-making ability, only following orders.

"Keep an eye on them!"

Under his sunglasses, the man’s pupils tightened slightly. The wine glass in his hand was shaken again, and the bright red liquid swirled within, creating a bloodthirsty red. An inexplicable bloody scent suddenly filled the air as the man pronounced three words with gritted teeth: "Michael-Gordon."

Well done, Michael Gordon. The woman God had destined for him was now his wife. He certainly had a huge green hat to wear!

"Yes, sir, I will have our people keep an eye on them!"

The man in the black uniform took the order and was about to leave, but he was called back by the man: "Wait, take the woman who dared to propose a partnership with me back to the palace. Lock her up and wait for me to return. I’ll slowly study what kind of god would dare to be so bold in front of me!"

"Yes, sir, I’ll take care of it immediately!"

The man waved his hand, downed the remaining half glass of red wine, and vanished with a gust of wind, leaving behind an ominous chill.

When Michael Gordon and Mario Jensen returned home with their wives, the villa was still empty. Ivy’s tension rose when she didn’t see Jaysen Smith and Sienna Harrison anywhere.

"Could they be really fighting? Why haven’t they shown any signs yet?"

"Yeah, shouldn’t it take so long to just explain something?"

Lina Miller also worried along with her. It would be such a waste if a small misunderstanding ruined their honeymoon mood, affecting their enjoyment of life!

"You don’t understand. If there’s no noise, it means they’ve already made up!"

Michael picked up Ivy and sat down together on the sofa. He turned on the TV and said, "If they were truly fighting, it would be chaotic right now. Since everything’s intact, there’s nothing to worry about. Or, you could go downstairs to their room and see for yourself, I bet they’re lying naked together!"

Ivy: "..."

Lina: "..."

Mario Jensen smiled and sat down on the sofa with Lina, then casually commented, "So Jaysen purposely made a slip-of-tongue to give himself a chance to lock his woman in the bedroom and enjoy their newlywed life? They must have been unsatisfied last night!"

Uh?

Ivy shrugged her shoulders pretending not to hear, and Lina blushed while pretending to watch the TV.

After a while, Ivy still couldn’t help but worry. She rubbed Michael’s arm and said, "Michael, don’t you have a thick skin? You go have a look in their room. I’m still worried, feeling my eyelids keep twitching!"

Michael’s eye twitched, "Wife, when ordering me to peek at others’ private moments, why must you also call me thick-skinned?"

Michael, although shameless when he needed to be, still had a delicate sense of propriety when it came to looking at other people’s private affairs!

Despite this, in order to ease his wife’s worries, Michael went upstairs to see if Sienna and Jaysen were still fighting. He first ordered the villa’s chef to prepare the local specialties according to their tastes.

Since they were on vacation, a premium local chef was provided at the villa. How they utilized the chef was up to the guests.

Given that one woman was recently pregnant and the other just gave birth, everyone chose to eat at home.

After giving instructions, Michael went upstairs to check on the couple. However, as he didn’t want to disturb their intimate moment, he only knocked gently on the door and yelled inside, "Ivy was worried about Madeline, so she sent me to check on you two. If you’re not dead, give me a sign so I can report back!"

The people inside were rendered speechless.

As soon as Michael finished speaking, he heard something inside fall to the ground. He chuckled and prepared to go downstairs, but before he could turn around, the door flung open. Sienna Harrison looked at him with red, rabbit-like eyes.

"Where’s Ivy?"

Without waiting for Michael to answer, she declared, "I’m sleeping with her tonight!"

She attempted to move past Michael and leave the room without waiting for his approval, but she was caught by the waist. Jaysen scooped her up like a stubborn child and gently raised an eyebrow at Michael before calmly saying, "Get the dinner ready. We’ll come down after we make love."

Michael: "..."

Michael, who was always calm and composed, suddenly became speechless. When did the young man become so domineering? Who emboldened him?

Upon hearing this, Michael briefly glanced at Sienna’s red teary eyes, then smiled. Jaysen had always been cautious with this relationship, so now that he had been pushed to such an overbearing point, it was clear that this woman had him wrapped around her finger already.

Feeling relieved, Michael turned to leave and called back to the couple in a friendly tone, "Don’t overdo it before dinner. Once is enough!"

Jaysen Smith: "..."

Michael felt better after leaving the house,