Marriage Contract Secret Agent

Arriving at Alston House

Kallen just smiled. She felt that the new employee at her current flower shop looked better than the previous suitors.

Not many customers today, Chezy does not feel busy at all. She was only in charge of serving the buyers and attracting their attention to buying flowers. He is very eloquent in speaking so as to make prospective buyers not hesitate.

Kallen who always comes once every month to the florist accidentally sees Chezy smiling at prospective buyers. His smile makes people cheerful. His black hair was tied to a ponytail. Even if he was wearing an employee uniform, he looked like the boss of the store owner.

Suddenly Kallen was surprised. What is he thinking right now? He had never noticed a woman for more than five seconds at first glance. But he had been secretly watching Chezy for almost a quarter of a second.

"Boss, today I can only work until noon. There was family business this afternoon and I had to go" Chezy said as she entered the store.

Kallen who was sitting on the sofa coughed lightly. "It's okay."

"I'm sorry, I've been sassy as a new employee."

"Not a big deal. I'm not too strict with the employees' personal affairs."

For some reason, Kallen could only agree to it. Probably because she worked so well today.

Before noon, a luxurious black car parked in the courtyard of the flower shop. Chezy took off her work uniform and told Kallen. He knew Dallas had picked him up.

Seeing the woman enter the black car that just arrived, Kallen felt familiar with the license plate of his car. Just where did he ever see her?

As Chezy walked in, a man dressed in formal and black glasses stepped down from the driver's seat. Then get in Chezy's pink car.

"Spirate?" kallen Gumam.

Kallen shook his head. Chezy's new to the store. He'll probably know in the future.

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Chezy and Dallas went home to get ready. Especially Chezy had to clean up first because of sweating after working at a flower shop.

Dallas didn't bother to change clothes. He stayed in the office all day, sitting while taking care of a lot of paperwork. No need to move a lot and sweat.

This afternoon Chezy wore a knee-length dress that Dallas had bought earlier. At least it fits the man's formal attire.

"How do I look?" tanyanya asked for an opinion.

"Not bad" Dallas commented, sipping his cigarette

The man said without thinking about the feelings of others. He even refuses to praise her as beautiful. Chezy said nothing more. Dallas likes to smoke.

Once ready, they finally left the house for the Alston family residence.

On the way, Chezy had seen a daily news timeline that rarely opened. Unintentionally, he saw a photo of Dallas on one of the official accounts of daily stock market news.

He was surprised, glancing at the man. Dallas seems smart to play stocks until it reaches a profit at every turn.

Dallas felt someone paying attention, he glanced at Chezy and asked her the problem. The woman simply shook her head while closing the news page quickly.

Better not to say anything.

"Are they not your family? I have to be polite, right?"

"No need to be so polite. Unless my grandfather makes a little sense, the others don't care."

"alright. I know."

Seeing that the woman was not nervous at all, Dallas raised his eyebrows next to her. Usually if the case befalls other women, it may be nervous. But Chezy was very calm. This made him even more curious as to what secrets he kept.

Given that Chezy's information can't be found to be awkward, everything seems to have come naturally. But Dallas is sensitive to such information. He was still suspicious and was looking deeper.

Unfortunately someone seemed to be deliberately hiding all the traces he had found.

The two arrived at Alston's extended family before lunch.

Alston's powerhouse is even bigger than Dallas's private home page. There is a three-story swan-shaped fountain in the middle of the courtyard as well as some summer flowers in bloom.

The two entered the room and were greeted by the butler who was there. Not all of the Alston family members were present. After all this was just a small formality to see what kind of woman Dallas secretly married.

"Grandfather, I'm back" Dallas said as he saw a white-haired man sitting on the living room couch.

The old man was wearing a grey shirt suit with a thin vest. His hands held crutches to make it easier for him to walk without the help of people. Although Grandpa Alston was old, there was no physical problem whatsoever other than the old bone problem.

"Yes." Yeah." Alston's grandfather didn't forget the etiquette as a noble family. He looked at Chezy from top to bottom, only frowning and nodding.

There were a few other family members staring at Chezy, marketing with other parties. They were surprised to find that Chezy did not look like a shabby, shy, ordinary woman. It was calm and smiling at them.

At first they wanted to insinuate the woman next to Dallas but they themselves were awkward in the end.

"Is this the woman you randomly marry?"

Madame Alston who was sitting next to a middle-aged man who was her husband, looked displeased. She was neatly dressed at the moment, showing herself to be a dignified hostess.

Madame Alston was used to wearing makeup and curling her hair, her meroon red seedling was suitable for middle age. But his face is well-groomed. From the first glance it was clear that he did not like Chezy.

Just a little beautiful but lacking in status, what was the benefit to their family?

When Madame Alston looked at the young lady sitting beside him with reddened eyes, feeling even more pity.

Why didn't Dallas like Sonya who was obviously a beautiful, educated and well-statled woman?

"Let's talk after lunch," Grandpa Alston said instantly easing the awkward atmosphere in the living room.

They compromise. It is impossible to break the words of an older person.

Dallas doesn't talk much. He embraces Chezy and takes her to the diner casually. On the other hand, the woman named Sonya saw him with hatred. Why did everything become like this?

The woman glanced at Gaines who was walking not far from her. But get no response. If Gaines hadn't told you that Dallas married another woman secretly, he probably wouldn't have let Madame Alston ask her to come.

He had to make the woman lose face in front of the Alston family.