Honorable Hubby Behind Me

Chapter 29

Samuel's expression froze when he heard the owner's words. There was no surprise-hut there was a problem. It

was a serious conundrum, having to explain everything to Yvonne.

"Do you have any experience with hiding your inheritance, sir?" he asked the owner. "How would you explain it if

you got found out?"

The owner suddenly cackled aloud. "You've cto the right person," he said. "It requires great skill to hide your

inheritance. And | have no experience in this field of expertise."

Samuel rolled his eyes. He had been taking the old man seriously, and he was just pulling his leg.

The owner's expression turned just as awkward as his. "Why do we men earn money? It's to let our wives spend

it," he continued. "How could anyone do such a heinous thing like hide their inheritance? Takefor example. |

never had a thought like this cross my mind.

"We slave our entire lives to make our woman happy, no? In the past, King You of the Chinese Zhou dynasty

waged wars against warlords for the sake of Bao Si's smile. Wu Sangui betrayed the Ming dynasty for the Qing

dynasty, for the sake of Chen Yuanyuan. Since ancient times, heroes have fallen at the feet of beauties. And we,

my boy, are heroes too."

The owner chuckled, grinning. He wiped at his forehead awkwardly.

It was time. Samuel drove the car to the entrance of the office.

Yvonne stepped out of her office and saw another Audi, and she was stunned in her tracks.

"You... How did you manage to get the car back?" Yvonne asked, unable to believe her eyes. She was well aware

of her mother's temperament. Once she decided on having a new car, no one could ever convince her otherwise.

Additionally, Samuel was an insignificant figure in Lydia's eyes. How did he manage to pull something like this

off? There were miracles in this world, but a miracle like this certainly did not happen because of her mother.

"Let's talk in the car," Samuel said.

Yvonne felt like she was in a dream. Did her mother finally cto her senses? Was she finally regarding

Samuel with respect?

"What happened? Tell me," Yvonne pressed him immediately once she got onto the car. If her mother had truly

changed her perspective toward her husband, she would be extremely happy.

"Ahem," Samuel cleared his throat. "Do you believe in luck?" he asked.

"Luck? Luck can't convince my mother," Yvonne said.

"Audi was having a lucky draw when | bought the car yesterday. | happened to win, so they had a buy one free

one deal for me," Samuel said smoothly. 2

Yvonne's expression first turned into surprise, then it gradually darkened, then admiration lit up her face as she

looked at her husband. "Wow. Amazing! You actually won the draw," she said. "Buy one free one? How nice!"

Fear began to take root within Samuel; cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He could not look directly into her

eyes. "It's true," he said.

Yvonne crossed her pair of white legs, arms akimbo. "I see. I'll go try out for the draw too," she said. 1

Horror flashed across his expression. "It's too late," he said. "The lucky draw has already ended."

"Samuel Hannigan, do you really think I'm that much of an idiot? Did you think | would believe such nonsense?"

Yvonne suddenly stormed out of the car in anger, trembling with rage.

Samuel also knew that his excuse this twas complete nonsense, but he could not think of any other reason.

Now his only card had also been revealed. "I bought another one," he admitted.

"What a rich man you are." Yvonne pursed her lips. She was more and more curious about how much inheritance

her husband actually had. However, she told herself to not be so nosy. His money was his business. It had

nothing to do with her.

When they arrived back home, they did not tell her parents about how he bought another car, just in case it gave

them the shock of their lives.

After dinner, Yvonne retreated to her room and began to chat with Linda over the phone. The main topic of their

conversation was the Piano Prince, the intesensation. Samuel listened as he lay on the floor, secretly using

his phone to search for his persona. He never thought that he would attract such a sizable fanbase; a huge group

of fangirls wanted to desperately find the Piano Prince. Sof them even called him 'my husband’. It made him

speechless.

After their morning jog the next day, Samuel sent Yvonne to her office, as usual. Then he went to The Jewel

Building. This place was also dubbed the 'UFO' by the locals because its roof was in the shape of a giant disc,

and the tower itself resembled a mushroom. It was a landmark of Cloud City.

The Crystal Restaurant was housed at the top of the disc. It was Cloud City's most established western dining

place. If one wanted to eat at the Crystal, they would usually have to book a week ahead.

French windows circled the restaurant's walls, allowing an undisturbed view of Cloud City in its entirety. The floor

was also made of a special glass, able to project different views at the touch of a button. Sdaring customers

requested the workers to get rid of all the special effects while they dined, allowing a view of the hundred-meter

abyss beneath their feet a s if they were eating on air.

When Samuel arrived at the restaurant, he asked the receptionist to look for the manager.

The manager was a middle-aged man of forty-odd years old. He was not a regular joe who sported a potbelly.

Instead, he was dressed sharply and smartly in a proper suit, as if he were a butler of an aristocrat.

"What do you need, sir?" the manager asked Samuel.

"I'd like to book the entire restaurant on the 22 of this month," Samuel said. "Money isn't a problem."