"The Billionaire Can Read My Mind: My Runaway Wife is a Mystic" Chapter 9
Chapter 9: A Stingy Man is Not Worth Marrying
Feeling the warm liquid on her face and clothes, Vivienne Vane felt so disgusted she nearly gagged. However, she struggled to maintain her poise, forcing a smile as she asked, "Jasper, what’s wrong? Is there something the matter with the drink?"
Jasper hesitated, unsure of how to explain.
Deep down, he still didn't want to believe that Vivienne would harm him, nor did he want to hurt her feelings by saying he suspected the drink was poisoned.
Remembering that it was all because of Seren Thorne’s "rumors" that he had spat the drink out in a panic, he couldn't help but shoot a secret glare at Seren.
Dominic Vane pretended to be oblivious to any potential danger. He said to Vivienne, "Jasper has a picky palate; perhaps the drink just tasted bad.
"The things on the table are all messy now. I'll have someone replace the set."
As he spoke, he gestured for a waiter and requested a complete change of the utensils and tablecloth for their table.
Fortunately, the main dishes hadn't been served yet, so they only needed to swap the tableware without wasting food.
While the waiter cleared the table, Dominic grew cautious. Behind Vivienne's back, he sent a message on his phone, instructing someone to take his and Jasper's cups for laboratory testing.
If no toxic residue was found, it would mean Seren was wrong, and he could continue his life with Vivienne in peace.
But if the drink truly contained poison...
Dominic’s expression chilled.
Originally, if this woman was only guilty of infidelity and plotting for money, he could have found it in his heart to forgive her—simply sending her to prison would have sufficed.
But if Vivienne truly harbored murderous intent toward him and his son, then she could no longer be allowed to stay.
The waiter brought a fresh set of utensils. As before, Vivienne prepared to rinse the bowls for the father and son.
After the previous incident, Vivienne didn't dare act recklessly. As she rinsed the bowls, she stole a glance at Seren.
Seren happened to be watching her too.
As their eyes met, Seren bared her teeth in a wide grin.
"Why is Second Aunt looking at me? Did you do something guilty?"
Vivienne’s heart skipped a beat again. She feigned composure and said, "What guilty thing could I have done? I just think your face is beautiful and wanted to look a few moments longer."
"Is that so?" Seren arched an eyebrow, pulling out her phone to check her face in the front camera. "Actually, I think I’m quite stunning myself. Tell me, if I debuted as a celebrity, do you think I could make a fortune?"
Vivienne’s mouth twitched.
Why hadn't she noticed before that her niece-in-law was so narcissistic and loved to take a mile when given an inch? A simple compliment and she was ready to ascend to heaven.
ADVERTISEMENT
She squeezed out a strained smile. "With your looks, you would definitely shine in the entertainment industry."
Seren nodded solemnly. "True. With this face, I’d absolutely slay the industry.
"But I’m afraid the other actresses wouldn't be able to survive once I entered the scene, so I’d better not steal their livelihoods."
Vivienne: "..."
She had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless.
As Seren was speaking, Arthur Vane and Alaric Vane returned from greeting the White family.
After the two sat down, Arthur reminded Alaric, "I heard from Old White that the boy from the North family is also at this hotel tonight, entertaining guests in a private box upstairs.
"The North family patriarch helped me out a lot when I first started in business. Find some time to go up and say hello later. We might have business dealings in the future."
The Vane family had developed rapidly in recent years, leaping to the position of the richest family in the city and pushing the former richest family, the Norths, aside.
There wasn't much overlap between the business interests of the two families, and they rarely interacted. However, as the two giants of the city, some social etiquette had to be maintained.
Alaric nodded. "Understood."
Once the grandfather and grandson finished their talk, Seren couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, the person from the North family you mentioned—is his name Sebastian North?"
Arthur nodded. "Why the sudden interest? Do you know him?"
"I don't. I've just heard of him."
{Holy cow, no wonder this hotel’s name sounded familiar. Isn't this the very hotel where the male lead gets framed and hunted down?}
{It’s today! The male lead gets ambushed by his rivals, escapes the hotel with heavy injuries, and finally collapses in a deserted alley, only to be saved by the passing heroine.}
{After the heroine takes him to the hospital, she has to leave for an emergency. The fake heiress, who was swapped with the heroine at birth, happens to arrive at the hospital and takes credit for saving him. From there, a whole series of melodramatic, dramatic stories unfold.}
Listening to her inner monologue, Alaric’s brow furrowed slightly.
So, the "male lead" Seren kept mentioning was Sebastian North, not a fictional character?
Could the world she lived in really be just a book?
The other members of the Vane family reacted with various expressions upon hearing her thoughts. Seren noticed nothing, still immersed in her own reflections.
{If I remember correctly, at the beginning, the male lead said he’d give the heroine one hundred million if she saved him.}
{Picking up a handsome guy and getting a hundred million for free—that’s just too awesome! Why don't these good things ever happen to me? Argh!}
A good thing?
Alaric’s face darkened slightly.
He was more handsome than Sebastian North and richer than him. Why didn't this woman think marrying him was a good thing? Why was she constantly thinking about divorcing him?
Certain someone had completely forgotten that he was the one who first proposed the divorce. He turned to Arthur and deliberately raised his voice, speaking as if casually:
"Grandpa, I recall that Vane Group's total assets surpassed the North Corporation last year, didn't they?"
Arthur’s mouth twitched.
When did his usually mature and steady grandson become so childish? It was like a primary school student vying for the teacher’s favor, insisting on proving who was superior.
Despite his disdain for his grandson's childish behavior, for the sake of the couple's happiness, he played along. "Yes. You are much wealthier than Sebastian North now."
Having received Arthur’s answer, Alaric focused on listening to Seren’s inner voice, expecting to hear words of excitement or admiration.
Instead, he saw Seren curl her lip in total disdain.
{This big villain is so stingy to his own wife, yet he has the nerve to brag about being the richest man.}
{Even the male lead, who isn't as rich as him, knows to promise a hundred million to the heroine. This guy was so stingy with five million that he regretted it and took it back halfway. No wonder the heroine never liked him. What a cheapskate.}
Hearing this, the Vane family members all cast contemptuous looks at Alaric.
Dominic: So my nephew is this stingy. No wonder the girl thinks about divorce all day. Tsk.
Jasper: If you can't afford five million, why get a wife? A stingy man is not worth marrying; not even a dog would take him.
Arthur also patted Alaric on the shoulder and sighed. "Alaric, don't blame others for not liking you. Sometimes, you need to look closer at your own faults."
Alaric: "..."
ADVERTISEMENT
You May Also Like
-
CompletedChapter 12
Paper Vows, Blood Debts
Rule #1 of corporate warfare: Never sleep with the enemy. Rule #2: Break the rule immediately. Alistair Vance owns New York and São Paulo. He trades in fear, silence, and absolute control. Until Cassia Sterling walks into his office—a razor-sharp executive with smoke-gray eyes, ice in her veins, and a hidden agenda that could ruin him. He thought she was just another corporate spy. She thought he was just another monster in a tailored suit. Locked in a deadly game of chess where every move risks their lives and every touch threatens their sanity, they are about to discover that the most dangerous secrets aren't kept in safes—they're kept in bed.Mutual Pining|Plot Twist|Possessive Love|Sweet Romance13.2k words5 9 -
CompletedChapter 12
The Crippled Billionaire's Replacement Bride
When her ambitious, vain sister refuses to marry the infamous billionaire Killian Thorne after a brutal accident leaves him paralyzed, Lyra Sinclair is dragged from her quiet rural life to take her place as the substitute bride. Cast into a cold, heavily guarded mansion of a man believed to be a bitter monster, everyone expects Lyra to cower. They expect her to break. They don't know who she really is. Armed with an old leather pouch of silver needles and a razor-sharp clinical mind, Lyra looks past the cold glares and the broken legs. She sees a man bound by chemical lies and vicious family betrayal—and she refuses to let him lose. As the silver needles pierce through the agony, a fierce, suffocating chemistry ignites between the cold corporate tyrant and the fearless healer. But when the day of reckoning arrives at the grand high-society gala, the man presumed crippled stands tall before a thousand terrified traitors—ready to reclaim his throne, destroy his enemies, and claim his queen for eternity. He falls first, but he falls harder. And God help anyone who tries to touch his wife.Mutual Pining|Plot Twist|Possessive Love|Love After Marriage|Sweet Romance13.6k words5 7 -
CompletedChapter 11
A Waltz of Scars
"She was stolen from her cradle to rot in the gutter. Now, she’s back with a stiletto in her teeth—and a crown waiting on the throne of the dead." Stolen at age five, Scarlett Thorne survived the brutal underworld by learning one golden rule: never show them where it hurts, bleed them dry instead. When she returns to high society to reclaim her stolen birthright, she expects to face the arrogant ex-fiancé who abandoned her and the fake sister who usurped her life. She didn't expect Liam Vance. The Supremo Alfa of the Night’s Shadow Pack—known to the world as the Butcher King—is a cold, terrifying monster who rules through absolute fear. But the moment his ice-blue eyes lock onto Scarlett’s defiant, emerald-green gaze, a volatile, hyper-aware obsession is ignited. He wants to lock her in a golden cage to keep her safe; she wants to burn his entire empire down. Amidst a high-stakes global conspiracy, betrayals from trusted bloodlines, and a slow-burning, breathless war of wills, these two apex predators must decide whether to destroy each other—or rule the world together. Enemies to lovers. Fated mates. High-heat slow burn. A ruthless alpha who forgets how to breathe without her, and a vengeance queen who takes no prisoners.Mutual Pining|Dark Secrets|Plot Twist|Possessive Love|Sweet Romance11.1k words5 5