Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

The whole hall became silent at once when the tea cup fell from her hands and crushed against the marbled floor.

"My apologies, ladies and gentlemen. My hand slipped."

Mrs. Jones gave a sinister smile which didn't go unnoticed from the woman standing at the corner of the hall.

"It's alright, sister."

An elderly man responded to her with a slight pat on her shoulder while the woman stayed sitting in the chair. The new year gathering had brought all the Lancaster family members together. No doubt the aristocratic family had a big bunch of members of all ages.

All were respected and well known in their particular streams of business, banking and shipping. While the noble ladies were occupied in conquering the fashion and entertainment industries.

In the midst of all rich sharks stood Nathalie Lancaster the youngest sole heiress who was supposed to inherit all the wealth. An illegitimate child born out of a maid who died during childbirth, she was not favoured by anyone nor her useless father.

"Hoho, call that useless thing to clean this mess."

Saikus Lancaster, her uncle, spoke in a ridiculing tone while he objectified the person he intended to call.

Nathalie didn't say a word to avoid the unnecessary mess which wouldn't add anything good to her part. But she cast a look at her father Boris Lancaster who also didn't bother to stop or rebuke his elder brother from spouting those words.

'Tsk these old farts!'

Nathalie pursed her lips and gulped down the wine while she stood in the right corner of the huge hall. All of the anxious eyes skimmed through the hall and landed on her with disgust and an insulting expression.

She knew what was coming and Nathalie didn't like it even a slightest bit. The wooden door parted its mouth and a handsome young man with a toned torso and muscular build entered the hall.

'Tsk there he comes without dignity and shame as usual.'

She eyed the man who had the tendency to make every woman fall on her knees. But Nathalie didn't have any slightest attraction towards his pretty face.

"You...come here immediately!"

Saikus yelled at him and gestured to the man to approach him. Lucas walked towards him with his head glued to the ground and in a calm posture.

"Here, clean this mess!"

Saikus gestured towards the spilled tea with his foot expecting Lucas to bent down to clean it. And up to his expectations the man unhesitantly knelt and took out a small towel from his pocket and began to wipe off the floor.

No one in the hall pitied him or bothered to stop the man from doing such a humiliating task. After all he was the son in law of the Lancaster family, the husband of Nathalie.

She was supposed to choose someone to marry immediately if she wanted to inherit the wealth of her father. Thus, the cunning woman picked up some random beggar from the street and married him.

Well, what one would expect from a beggar!?

The elder man stared at him with a smirk but his ego wasn't satiated with that, he never liked the patience and 'do not say anything' attitude of Lucas.

Saikus wanted to crush his hopes and to break the patience of that guy so he could finally get a reason to kick him out. Well, of course not only Lucas but Nathalie too because after they both were gone all the wealth will be his.

He was aware that Nathalie wasn't a weak target but her useless good for nothing husband was a puppet. Saikus intentionally titled his hand and spilled the hot tea which fell on his hand and burned the skin. Lucas flinched and immediately pulled his hand without causing a sound.

'Hah! Even pain can't make him behave like a human.'

Nathalie didn't care about him from the beginning but she looked forward to him standing up for his rights. Nathalie kept rooted in her place watching that Lucas was finally done with the cleaning.

The man didn't seem professional in the task that the cloth unintentionally touched the expensive shoes of Mrs. Jones. The woman burst out infuriated as she threw the red wine over his face.

"Are you insane!?"