Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

Yvonne originally did not want to pay attention to his words.

However, when she heard that he was going to discuss it with the Taylors, she had no choice but to say, "There’s no need. We’ve already registered our marriage. We’re now legally husband and wife."

Brant was stunned. "Why didn’t you tell Daddy?"

"Is it useful for me to tell you?"

She found it funny and said, "When I was forced to marry him by Grace, did you object? Now that I’ve done as you wish, why are you pretending to be a good person?"

She found his behavior ridiculous.

Brant’s mood was a little complicated at this time.

The White Enterprise was now riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse. He had been extremely busy during this period of time and really did not have the energy to care about Yvonne’s affairs.

As a father, he had indeed failed in his duty.

But he also had his difficulties. He worked so hard in order to resolve the crisis of the White family in order to protect the interests of these juniors.

Grace had also told him that James Taylor was indeed a good person.

<The marriage with the Taylors is not only beneficial to White Enterprise, but also to Yvonne.

Moreover, I have specially investigated James Taylor.

His character is indeed trustworthy, and he likes her so much.>

After weighing the pros and cons, he did not object.

However, when he heard her complaint, he realized that he had thought of everything, except for her will.

Then he said, "Yvonne, I know it’s too late for me to explain. Since you are already married, I can only wish you all the best. I will ask your aunt to prepare the best dowry for you so that the Taylors won’t look down upon you."

However, Yvonne felt that it was ironic.

<The best dowry? They even took away the shares that my mother left to me, yet he actually wants to offer the best dowry.>

Her eyes turned red.

"Up to you."

Before her tears fell, she got up and hurried out.

Brant wanted to chase after her, but he gave up in the end.

Because he knew very well that he was not a good father.

James called the manager as soon as he arrived at the mall and ordered, "Find the most comfortable double bed in your mall."

The manager recognized James who had spent a lot of money buying expensive furniture here before. Later, the manager found out that he was Mr. Taylor so that he did not dare to neglect him and quickly introduced him to the most luxurious double bed in the mall.

"Mr. Taylor, this is a star product in our mall. It’s made of the best materials."

As James listened to the introduction, he lay on the bed to feel it. Feeling that it was okay, he got up and said, "Can I buy the bed off the shelf? I want it now."

"Yes, yes, yes. I’ll get it for you right away."

Then the manager quickly ran off to make arrangements.

James glanced at the time and saw that another hour had passed, but Yvonne still had not come.

He thought with a frown, "Did something happen?"

When he was about to call her, his phone rang. It was from Grace.

James picked it up with a frown.

"Mr. Taylor, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten our agreement?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Grace went straight to the point.

James snorted. <If she hasn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. Well, it’s time to get even with her.>

Then he feigned ignorance and said, "Agreement? What agreement?"

...

At the other end, Grace’s face hardened at that, but she soon realized he might really have forgotten about it and reminded him, "A man of your eminence has a short memory, isn’t it? Never mind, I’ll give you a tip: it’s about the balance due."

James pretended to be enlightened and said, "Oh, I see. But if I’m not mistaken, we agreed to pay it when the wedding was over, but as I recall, there wasn’t a wedding ceremony yesterday at all, so why should I pay you?"

"You’re gonna go back on your word?" asked Grace.

James chuckled, "What I do is in accordance with our agreement. There isn’t a ’going back on’ anything."

His evident sophistry exasperated Grace.

And she replied, "Mr. Taylor, you’re a man of honor; I don’t suppose it’s decent of you to say so."

"What about you, Miss White? You cheated me from the very beginning, remember?" James questioned her.

"When did I cheat you?"

Grace couldn’t figure out what he meant.

James explained, "A woman of your eminence has a short memory, isn’t it, Miss White? You spread the rumor that Yvonne was going to marry Stanley to fool me. Is that clear?"

"You..."

Grace was taken aback, but she collected her thoughts in no time and said, "That’s true, but I helped you get what you wanted with this little maneuver, isn’t it? And you should be thankful for that."

James found her words slightly amusing.

He disdained to get Yvonne in this way.

He had a hundred other alternatives other than hers.

And now, she professed to have helped him... by fooling him.

Ridiculous.

James sneered, "Your skills in putting feathers in your own cap are truly exceptional, Miss White, but you know what? I don’t buy it."

"You..."

Grace tried to say something, but James hung up.

The beeps drove her so mad that she had an urge to throw her phone on the ground.

At the other end, James sniffed at the phone, "You’re too young to mess around me, Miss White."

This didn’t, however, suffice for him to give vent to his anger.

And he decided to make another call.

"Tell the sponsors of the wedding the Taylors had nothing to do with it, and if they’re to demand compensation, they’d have to turn to somebody else."

He was about to turn around and leave when the call was over, but Yvonne showed up behind him out of the blue.

He took fright, "When... when did you arrive?"

Yvonne said, "A while ago."

"A while ago?"

She must have eavesdropped on what I said with Grace.

Yvonne directly confirmed his suspicion.

"I’ve heard it... all about it."

It made him cringe... it wasn’t an honorable deep, after all.

"I can explain, I..."

"No need for that," Yvonne interrupted him. "But I have a question for you."

"Go ahead," James said.

Yvonne paused for a moment and said, "Why did the wedding take place all of a sudden?"

James told her the whole story.

Yvonne gritted her teeth. She knew it was Grace, but her unscrupulousness still surprised her.

"I’m afraid you overestimated me. I’m not worth ten million dollars," she said with self-deprecating humor.

"Of course you are. You’re beyond that worth, way beyond. It’s just I don’t want to give the money to the person you dislike."

...

Yvonne looked away from James’ amorous eyes and tried to change the subject. "Have you made up your mind which bed to buy?"

James replied, "Of course. Let me show you. If you don’t like it, we can change it anytime."

With that, he intended to leave, but Yvonne stopped him.

She lowered her eyes, "There’s no need for that. As long as you think it’s fine, I’m not fussed."

James returned at that.

As they got out of the furniture market, James took a look at his watch and said, "Time for lunch. I’ve booked a table in a restaurant. Let’s go."

He strode toward his car, little noticing Yvonne didn’t follow him, and when he realized that, he turned around in confusion.

There was an apologetic expression on her face.

"I’m sorry. I have an appointment with a friend. I... I didn’t know you had booked a table."

James was startled... he didn’t have a good meal yesterday since he drank heavily as a result of ecstasy, and he intended to make up for it today.

Yvonne’s words rendered him disappointed, yet he managed indifference, "Then just go ahead. I can wait."

Yvonne nodded and watched as he entered his car. Upon thinking of what he did for her just now, she shouted in his direction, "Thank you, James."

James paused for a moment and cast a gentle backward smile, "You regarded me as an outsider. We’re husband and wife, remember?"

When James left, Yvonne made a phone call to Janice. She’d sent a message to her before and they appointed to meet each other in a restaurant nearby.

"Yvonne, what happened to your wedding that day?"

In the dining room, Janice threw her a question the moment she saw Yvonne.

Yvonne frowned: "It’s a long story."

She started to recount what happened these days.

When the narration was over, Janice was filled with indignation. She restrained herself from directing a torrent of abuse at Grace, thinking it might be bad for the baby in Yvonne’s abdomen.

"So tell me something about James. Are you..."

"Married... we’re officially married now."

"Really? So fast!"

Janice was startled.

Yvonne replied with a faint smile, "I didn’t expect that, either."

Even now, she felt that it was like a dream.

"Then what about your aunt Grace White? Are you going to let her get away with it?"

Yvonne answered, "Of course not, but I have my own plan."

She swore to take vengeance on Grace.

With the thought of her plan in mind, Yvonne appeared more resolute in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Grace went ballistic in her home after the phone call.

She planned to revive White Enterprise through this wedding ceremony, but in the end, it backfired, leaving her with egg on her face.

Grace was filled with rage at the thought of the gossip on her that day. "That son of a bitch James has gone too far," she thought to herself. "And Yvonne. They’re not going to get away with it."

As Grace was smoldering with rage, two elder brothers of hers hurried in.

"What happened, Grace? We can’t get through to your number. The sponsors keep bombarding us what happened to the wedding ceremony yesterday, and they want us to answer it, " said the third elder brother.

"And that’s what we are supposed to do: to provide them an explanation," the fourth elder brother echoed.

Grace paused for a moment and recalled what she had done before.

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