The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 917 - 896 Fair Competition!

Chapter 917: Chapter 896 Fair Competition!

"Ahem ahem..."

"Of course not! Do I look like that kind of distasteful woman?" Roy had just cleared his throat twice, and before he could respond to that troublemaking kid, his voice was cut off by Bella Gordon, "I’m such a brilliant and astute young lady; naturally, I fulfill all of my fiancé’s reasonable requests. So obviously, rolling in the bed sheets and eating meat is a part of the itinerary!"

Seeing how excited Misia was, Bella knew if she found out that she and Brother Roy hadn’t gotten married, and they hadn’t even done what a boyfriend and girlfriend should, she wondered how much confidence Misia would have!

Although she’d already given a warning when she made her appearance, she was still frightened of such an opponent if they were to engage in a protracted battle!

The best strategy was to never give women any chance of fantasy from the start. Although she didn’t know what Roy Thompson was thinking, at least as a love rival, she wouldn’t give anyone else a chance!

"Wow, that’s explosive news!"

"No wonder Roy has no interest in glancing at other beauties. It turns out he has such a spicy little wife at home. If I had a young and pretty little wife, I definitely wouldn’t be out flirting with other girls!"

"Sister-in-law, tell us, is Roy good in bed?"

"How many times do you do it in a night?"

A group of people completely surrounded Bella to the point of no escape, feeling that compared to Goddess Misia, who stunned everyone as soon as she appeared, Bella’s clear and moving girl-next-door charm, enhanced by more and more attractive facial features, was even more captivating!

No wonder Roy Thompson didn’t give a second glance at a woman like Misia!

A woman’s excellence is compared with others; every man would prefer to dote on an enchanting sprite with a clean and moving spirit by his side, rather than to look up at an unapproachable Goddess!

"Ahem, do you guys take me for a bumpkin? How could I discuss such matters with you all? My Brother Roy is so fierce; if everyone knew about it, wouldn’t they try to snatch him away from me? It’s hard enough facing one man alone, but what if a whole group comes after him? How would I handle that?"

After saying that, she brazenly swept her eyes across everyone present!

Especially the families that everyone had brought along, finally resting her gaze with an implication on Misia. She didn’t dislike this woman, but neither did she like her. The best way to reduce one’s enemies was to let her know that even in fair competition, there was no chance!

"Sister-in-law, you fancy our Roy so much!"

"Of course, these days there are plenty of handsome men, but a good-looking and useful man is really a rare species, so I need to keep a close eye on him!"

Saying that, she snuggled right into Roy Thompson’s arms!

Behaving like such a clingy little woman, as nauseatingly sweet as could be, which made Misia so frustrated her teeth itched. Yet she had to hold in her anger, silent, unable to find any outlet for her vexation, because after all, the man belonged to someone else. She really wanted him, but this woman...

"Roy, so it turns out you fancy the kind of naive girl who can only cling to you and hang around you annoyingly?"

As Misia spoke these words, her emotions had already stabilized, and a faint smile hung on her face. Still, if you listened carefully, there was a hint of disdain and mockery in her laughter, "I thought your taste wasn’t so childish. I believed you suited a woman of elegance and generosity, who could fit in both the hall and the kitchen, graceful and considerate. I didn’t expect your taste to be quite unique!"

The words were said gently, but everyone present, as long as they were human, could understand the message she was trying to convey. It was nothing but disdain for Bianca, as if to say she was a petty woman unfit for public appearances and only capable of verbal spars!

She was the one who truly belonged in both the hall and the kitchen, who knew the bigger picture and understood the nuances of being a good woman!

Her words were directed at Roy Thompson, but her gaze was continuously fixed on Bianca’s face, watching her, as if waiting for the woman to respond sharply, to challenge her, or perhaps to repeat the splendid performance she had just given!

Misia couldn’t believe that a young girl could actually get the better of her.

In her world, whatever she coveted, others made way for her without exception. Bianca was just a spoiled lady raised in a "honey jar," no match for the battle-hardened woman who grew out of a field of wild grass!

Therefore, she was certain that this little woman would explode upon hearing that she and her man were not a good match!

However, what she had never expected was for the woman to act as if she hadn’t heard a word, showing no sign of caring, not even sparing a glance; the little woman who had been nestled in Roy Thompson’s arms simply climbed onto his chest, looked at her man intently, tilted her head, and asked very seriously, "Brother Roy, do you think I am so naive and ignorant, just clinging to you, preventing you from getting anything done, and having to accompany me twenty-four-seven, is really making a fuss? Brother Roy, do you think I’m not good enough for you?"

Having said that, she batted her large, ink-black eyes, looking at Roy Thompson with a hurt expression, her voice also soft and winding, "Brother Roy, if you think I’m not worthy of you, I can leave. Actually, I’m not that ignorant!"

Roy Thompson: "..."

This girl gets so worked up over a little jealousy?

If he had known she had this side to her, he should have chatted nonsense with Misia a bit. Otherwise, he would have missed the opportunity to appreciate such a docile and proactive attitude!

"Well, indeed you are ignorant, mischievous, childish, and not good enough for me..." As Roy Thompson spoke, before Bianca’s face could fall, Misia’s eyes suddenly lit up. Her attention, which had been on Bianca, turned and fixed on Roy Thompson.

The next answer was crucial for her. She wanted this man; from the first glance, she had wanted him. Since they weren’t married yet, she wasn’t considered a third party, it was fair competition. Nowadays, you have to fight for a good man—to have his name on your marriage certificate means he’s truly yours!

"Brother Roy, is there a ’but’ coming up?" Bianca’s voice was soft and gentle, but her eyes gave Roy Thompson a chills, as if daring him to not finish his sentence on a positive note, as if she was ready to kill him, yet in front of everyone, she spoke so tenderly, "Do I need to correct myself? Or... revoke my status as your fiancée and give other women an equal opportunity to compete?"

Roy Thompson: "..."

This little girl really inherited Auntie Ivy’s talent for sharp-tongued remarks to the fullest!

All the men and women gathered were watching Roy Thompson intently, trying to hear the critical points from his mouth. Although they had guessed the answer, they still wanted to hear what it would sound like coming from his lips!