The Divorcee Amazed the World

Early the next morning, Helena woke up to find herself lying in Willis’s arms, her neck resting on his arm. In the VIP ward, there were two beds, and although they each had their own bed the night before, now they found themselves sharing one.

Helena rubbed her sleepy eyes, tilted her delicate chin, and looked at him, “How did you end up in my bed?”

“I was afraid you wouldn’t sleep properly and fall off, risking harm to our child. So, I kept an eye on you.”

Helena smiled and playfully touched his sharp jaw, “Feeling better today?”

“Yeah, not as uncomfortable as yesterday.”

Supporting each other, they sat up from the bed.

One worried about the other’s pregnancy.

The other concerned about the one who had just undergone stomach pumping.

Helena chuckled, “We’re both in our twenties, but we look like an elderly couple in their seventies.”

Willis grinned, “A hundred years from now, I’ll go first, and you can follow.”

“Why?”

“If you go first, I can’t bear the pain of missing you.”

Helena laughed, raising her hand to caress his sensuous lips, “Your mouth has become more eloquent lately, like it’s been enlightened.”

Willis smirked.

In fact, he was speaking from the heart.

In the past, he would never say such cheesy words.

But Helena was too straightforward, and if he remained too macho, they would become like steel.

After freshening up, the maid brought in soft-cooked rice porridge.

Helena scooped some with a spoon and fed Willis.

Similarly, Willis used a spoon to feed Helena.

The maid stood on the side, almost unable to bear witnessing it.

They say three years of pain, seven years of itch.

But this couple, married for over three years, was still as affectionate as newlyweds.

Tsk tsk, truly mushy.

The maid turned and left.

After the meal, the assistant arrived and whispered a few words in Willis’s ear.

Willis’s eyes turned cold as he asked, “All the surveillance has been checked?”

The assistant replied, “Everything’s checked. The tampering didn’t happen in the banquet hall, and based on the surveillance alone, we can’t figure out who did it. When I tried to send someone to investigate, the teacups and wine glasses had already been taken away by the waiters and cleaned. It happened within a short ten-minute window. The speed indicates premeditation, and it seems someone from the banquet hall is involved. However, it’s challenging to identify the specific person with so many people present that night.”

A faint hint of mockery crossed Willis’s eyes as he casually said, “I know who it is.”

The assistant hastily asked, “Is it Susan? I also suspected her.”

Willis’s eyes showed a trace of subtle disdain, and he said indifferently, “She doesn’t have the guts. She’s being used as a pawn.”

“What should I do next?”

Willis pondered for a moment before calmly saying, “Assign a few people to keep an eye on Bruce. Find an opportunity to retaliate in kind.”

The assistant’s eyes flickered slightly, “Understood.”

“Be swift and decisive, leaving no room for loopholes.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Santana.”

One week later, Bruce was hosting clients at the Tang Palace.

After a satisfying meal, his subordinates took the clients upstairs for additional entertainment.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Upstairs featured foot massages, massages, singing and dancing performances, and special services.

All the staff at the Tang Palace, except for the cleaning auntie, wore Tang Dynasty-style women’s clothing.

The Tang Dynasty was the most open era in our country’s history. The clothing was thin and transparent, with bold designs.

The staff uniforms at the Tang Palace were modified Tang Dynasty costumes, designed to be even more daring.

Red gauze, low-cut, thin and translucent, veiling and revealing.

From a distance, it looked like a sea of white, full of spring charm and extreme enchantment.

This was one of the reasons why the Tang Palace outperformed other entertainment venues.

They took “seduction” to the extreme.

Bruce had drunk a bit too much.

He had to wait until the clients had enjoyed themselves and were ready to leave with him.

Unwilling to go upstairs to play, he just lay down on the sofa in the private room to rest.

This private room was his exclusive suite, and no one would disturb him under normal circumstances.