Daddy's Perfect Wife: A Billionaire Romance by S.F. Bartholin

Author:S.F. Bartholin [Bartholin, S.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ID3 Publishing
Published: 2017-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Daryl

After we got dressed, Wendy checked the problem that she had sent Jeff to fix, then I took her out to the conference to meet some people.

As soon as she saw us, Evelyn gave Wendy the evil eye.

You know what, fuck Evelyn.

I don't know what sort of deal Evelyn made, but it's off. I don't know what sort of 1950s romance novel Evelyn has been reading, but this isn't how things went nowadays. You don't just blindly marry someone and then fall in love. That's just not the world we live in.

I have to back out of the agreement with Evelyn. She'll be upset but she'll see it's for the best. And I'll have to ask her about this money laundering scheme - no illegal shit, that was a ground rule I laid out for myself from the beginning, and I wasn't about to turn around on that.

Later. Right now, I have to make some more rounds with these VIPs.

"Judge Chalmers, I'd like you to meet my good friend, Wendy."

He stood and extended his hand. "Nice to meet you, Wendy. You're a lovely lady." She blushed and returned a compliment.

"I didn't realize there were judges in their 20s!" She smiled and they shared a laugh.

Evelyn seriously fucked up. Wendy was where it was at.

"Daryl, you didn't tell me your fiancé was such a charmer!" He was absolutely glowing.

She glanced at me to see if I was going to correct him - nope, I wouldn't dare.

"Wendy, do I know you? Do you live around here?"

"Born and raised, just like Daryl."

"High school sweethearts?" He looked hopeful.

"Sort of. We had a love affair the summer after high school, but before he went to the Academy."

"Beautiful. I love stories where high school sweethearts get married. Looks very good. Wins a lot of voters. And it's just nice that people still do that."

"Thanks, Judge Chalmers. I always knew that Daryl and I would end up together."

I looked at her and squeezed her hand. She meant it. She's the real deal.

I took her around to meet several more people - the assemblymen, the other State Senators, and the Congressmen. We even had a U.S. Senator make an appearance, and Wendy charmed the pants off of her.

I just had to stand back and let her do her thing. She was a fucking natural.

My first thought was that I couldn't believe it, but I actually COULD believe it. She was always a natural.

After I paraded her around, I took Wendy to the kitchen. I'd had my personal favorite chefs from my casinos come before me to train the cooks for the conference, and for general cooking skills in the restaurant. I planned to open a restaurant in this little town that was able to get a Michelin star. Only they didn't quite know it. Yet.

My favorite chef, Pierre, was an affable, older man with an amazing palate.

"Pierre, the lady would like something to eat. A donut, I believe, was denied you this morning?" She blushed and nodded.

"I was driving and eating and I dropped my donut.

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