A Heartwarming Marriage

A horrified scream rang out at the Johnson residence. "Oh, no! Ms. Sabrina's committed suicide!"The people who were seated in the living room immediately bolted upstairs, with Lucille Johnson being the exception. She glanced coldly in the direction of Sabrina Johnson's bedroom on the second floor before getting up and lazily heading upstairs.Many people were squeezed into the room. Fortunately, it was large enough to accommodate everyone. Lucille looked around and took in the lavish decorations and furniture. It was clear that whoever was occupying this room was treated like a princess. A hint of cold mockery flashed in her eyes."What the hell happened?" An angry voice rang out. It belonged to Lucille's grandfather, Horace Johnson.A maid knelt on the floor with her head bowed. She trembled as she said, "We came upstairs to call Ms. Sabrina, Mr. Johnson Senior. That was when we found her lying unmoving in bed. There was a suicide letter and a bottle of sleeping pills on her beds

Mack couldn't help feeling confused on the way back to the company. Spencer never stuck his nose into anyone else's business. Why had he done so today? Could he have fallen for Lucille at first sight and was finally starting to act like a normal man?He had to admit that Lucille was pretty—a little too pretty, in fact. But people who could fall for someone at first sight were usually just interested in a person's looks. Spencer couldn't have been pretending to be celibate all these years, could he?Mack felt like he'd discovered a huge secret. He looked at Spencer, who was exuding a cold presence, and said cautiously, "I swear I'll keep whatever happened today a secret, boss."Spencer narrowed his eyes at him. "Have you had too little to do lately?"A chill ran down Mack's spine. He hastily said, "No, of course not.Understanding the truth was one thing, and saying it aloud was another. He'd worked for Spencer for long enough to know when to keep his mouth shut. It was a trick he'

"Don't bother about that. I want you to inform everyone that I want to have a meeting in ten minutes," Lucille said.Samuel had worked for her for four years, so he knew her style was to keep things simple and concise. She wouldn't waste her breath saying useless things, and she wouldn't waste her time on needless stuff."Yes, Ms. Johnson," he said.During the ten minutes before the meeting, Lucille quickly reviewed some documents and made some decisions.When it was time for the meeting, she strode into the conference room. She wore a simple outfit of a white blouse, wide-legged trousers, and cream-colored heels. She looked like a cool, regal queen.It made everyone present in the conference room sit up tensely. They didn't dare to make a sound at her entrance. They'd all seen what she was capable of and were fearful of her despite her youth. She'd always been ruthless and decisive.Lucille glanced at Jesse Jones, the head of the marketing department. "Marketing team, how's the

Lucille couldn't help feeling a little shy at the mention of starting a family. She pretended to have a frog in her throat and coughed slightly before turning to leave.This put Spencer in a good mood. He said politely to the employee, "Thank you. My wife's a little shy; don't mind her."The employee beamed. "I completely understand."She watched them leave while feeling a little envious. Spencer looked cold and seemed to keep everyone at arm's length, but there was no doubt that he treated Lucille well.He hurried after Lucille and grabbed her slender wrist. "Shall we have lunch together?"She'd yet to process the fact that she was married and was still dazed. Spencer continued, "This might just be a contractual marriage, but we can't let people suspect it's a fake marriage, can we?"Lucille frowned slightly. That made sense. Anyway, it was just lunch. She wasn't the type to act coy over these things. "Sure.""Is it okay if I pick you up at noon?" he asked like a perfect gentle

Lucille suppressed the urge to hurl as she asked, "Are you sure about that?"Keith nodded. "Of course. Drink up, Ms. Johnson."He picked up Lucille's wine glass and handed it to her. The three men had long since set their sights on Lucille—she looked cold, but that didn't take away from her beauty and hourglass figure. She was the very definition of an ice queen.Philip Celton, Keith, and Donald thought they could get away with anything because of their statuses in the industry. Besides, Star&Ciel Group wanted to work with them, so they thought they had leverage over Lucille.She narrowed her eyes at Keith's hand on her wine glass and asked, "What if I refuse to drink?""Don't wanna drink, huh? That's fine. You'll just have to spend a night with us." Donald cackled lecherously. His meaning was clear.A short silence descended upon the room. Then, Lucille said icily, "I'm afraid you three won't be able to handle me."For a split second, chills ran down the three men's spines. Luc