Lies…

After leaving the City Hall, Fabiola was taken by Lorenzo to a luxury store.

She had refused, cause she thought everything was just an acting, and it was inappropriate to spend so much money on her. But in the end, being pressed by Lorenzo's powerful aura, she had to give in.

"You are my wife now, so you should consider my reputation." Lorenzo finished with a cold face and stepped aside to pick up the phone.

He seemed to be quite busy. Judged from the fact that he had doubled the market value of the Prestige Group several times in just a few months since he took office as its president, he is certainly not an idle man.

Fabiola turned her back on him, making faces and sticking her tongue out. Then she followed the beauty assistant (BA) who came to entertain her to the fitting room.

It was Fabiola's first time feeling that being rich was really cool. She didn't even have to think about whether her money was enough, and those BAs were just waiting for her at the fitting room door with the latest dress of the season.

However...trying on different clothes was also very torturous.

When Lorenzo entered the store, the BA's eyes lit up, and she was so enthusiastic that she wanted to stuff Fabiola with all the clothes in this store for her sales.

But Fabiola couldn't decide whether the clothes were suitable or not, after all, it was a launch party, and it would be inappropriate to dress too revealingly. When she came out of the fitting room wearing a delicate pure white dress, she just ran into Lorenzo who had finished his phone call.

She saw the change in Lorenzo's eyes; she thought the dress didn't look good. Just when she wanted to ask the BA to help her change, Lorenzo stopped her.

"That's fine, pick this one." Lorenzo quickly suppressed the amazement in his eyes. In fact the dress was far away from fine. It was the first time he had seen what Fabiola looks like. The first time when Fabiola came to his office and was ready to threaten him, her hair was messy. So it cannot even be called as meeting.

When she brushed her hair and tied up, he noticed how stunning the woman's features were.

Lorenzo couldn't help but swallow a few times as he tried to suppress the urge beneath him. He used to think that those men who couldn't resist desire were nothing more than degenerative animals, but after knowing how this woman tasted like, damn it, he turned into the kind of man he sniffed about.

Even her slightest glance could make him in heat. Lorenzo was annoyed by the feeling of being out of control.

"Ouch!" Fabiola almost lost balance. It was her first time wearing high heels, especially being stared at by such a powerful man, she couldn’t help but be nervous.

As expected, she was vulgar at heart. Thinking that, Lorenzo frowned at her and felt even more disturbed by what he had just thought.

"Focus and don't screw up, or I'll tell the public that you seduced me, and you know the consequences of that." Lorenzo threatened her.

Fabiola rolled her eyes. She just knew it, this man was a hard nut!

“I’m not really used to wearing heels and these pair are really high.Can I hold onto you?My feet are starting to hurt.”She complained as she struggled to approach him.

He glanced at her heels, resisting the urge to throw her out, and sighed.

After he said something to the BA, soon someone handed a pair relatively flat shoes to Fabiola.

She knew it was Lorenzo's order, and she gave him a grateful look, only to see that Lorenzo was still glaring at her.

"I promise nothing will go wrong!" She declared.

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The launch party.

As the richest man in Barcelona, Lorenzo's announcement of his marriage was like a bomb dropped on the city and everyone was shocked. The man with the perfect face and the absolute talent in business has never been known to have any scandals, at least not in the media.

He only appears in financial magazines, since he has a very keen sense of investment, always being able to seize the opportunity and turning an industry that people are not optimistic about into a heated on.

So it was natural that the launch party was filled with media with different scales.

Everyone was curious about what kind of charming woman she is that can marry with Lorenzo.

Fabiola looked at the crowd and once again had the idea of running away. Sensing her retreat, Lorenzo tightened her small hand in his palm.

And meanwhile, he gave her a reassuring smile.

Being immersed in his smile, she said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “You should smile more often.You look like a good person when you do.”

He glared at her.”So I look like a bad person when I don’t?”

She swallowed and quickly looked away.

They got seated in front of the reporters.

Lorenzo briefly announced that they were married now.

He also made it seem that someone must have taken videos of them at the hotel.He requested all the media outlets to take down the videos or else he would sue them for violating their personal rights.

Fabiola cooperated by acting as Lorenzo's admirer, looking at Lorenzo next to her with loving eyes.

In fact,she found this quite tiring and she couldn’t wait to get away from these cameras.

Soon,the press conference was opened to questions from the media.

“Mr Martini,since it appears you two must have been engaged at the time of that scandal…why would the both of you spend the night at a hotel?”A male reporter asked.

Lorenzo glanced at Fabiola.

Then he turned to face the reporter.

“I’m sure a lot of couples have different stuff they want to try out together.My wife and I are no exemption…we like to do different and unique things together…and I’m not going to go into that in details.”

People around them laughed,knowingly.

Fabiola wanted the ground to open and swallow her up.

Another reporter stood up.

“I think you might have just gotten married to get rid of the scandal because why wasn’t there any prior news about your marriage?”

Lorenzo seemed prepared for this question as well.

“My wife is a very private person.And I perfectly respect that and that’s why our relationship had not been made public.However,someone had taken those videos of us and Fabiola had received a lot of insults because of that..she had even been called an escort when she’s actually my only woman.So I wanted to make things official immediately.We had originally planned to wed within the year so there was no need of waiting anymore.”

Fabiola stared at him stunned beyond words…

The reporters, seeing that they couldn't get anything out of Lorenzo, then focused on Fabiola.

"Mrs Martini, you must have a lot to offer to be Mr. Lorenzo's wife...can we know where you schooled please?"

She felt sweat broke out on her forehead. She had always had an inferiority complex about her education, and she envied people who had completed university courses.

Lorenzo, who had knew the answer to each question, was also waiting for her reply, just like the reporters.

Lorenzo had actually done a detailed investigation into her background. She had no college degree and had only completed high school, but to his surprise, she had received straight A's every semester.

He wasn't going to answer the question for her, because he wanted to see if she was really as good as he had researched. As his wife, she must have the ability to handle the difficulties, since the media was only the first hurdle, some of the people in his family were the real problems.

Fabiola took a deep breath. She decided to be honest about her past, as she knew that one lie must be covered up by thousands of lies. Since Lorenzo chose to let her speak, he must have been carefully considered the effect.

"I never went to any university. You know that college tuition is expensive, and as an orphan, I couldn't afford it, so after taking all my high school classes, I decided to give up applying to college for a while. But I also know that knowledge doesn't have to be acquired only in college, dear, don't you think?"

When Fabiola finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar that Lorenzo, the richest man in the world, had chosen an orphan with no family background as his wife.

Now everyone was more curious about Fabiola.

"As you can see, my wife in your eyes is a very ordinary girl, but you know love is love; she’s like a diamond dazzling in my eyes. From the moment I saw her, I was fascinated by her..."

Lorenzo's heartfelt confession brought tears to the eyes of all the media present, especially the female reporters.

Only Fabiola almost laughed out loud. It is true that each successful businessman has a strong heart.

Just when everyone was immersed in the story of Cinderella and the prince, a shrill female voice broke the atmosphere.

“Mrs Martini,is it true that you’re an ex-convict?”

Fabiola’s eyes darted towards that familiar voice.

It was Nadia, who was smiling wickedly at the moment.