The Spoiled Wife of Mr. Radcliffe

gered, and turned b

ling. "Mrs. Radcliffe, are you hungry? Sh

Benedict, Cordelia was det

the most expensive ing

didn't waste any time and hurried in

strolled around the front y

ing to make Benedict get a

a whiff of a delicious aroma, and t

ate so well every day. No wonde

arge courtyard. The estate was too vast, and Cordelia

oppressively dark, seemingly ready to

eping in such a place

"Victor, what time does B

times he doesn't come back for several days, an

of melancholy. "So, it's diffic

busy day at the company,

finalizing a contract

ould I notify the driver to take you h

adache. He decided to ignore her for now and wait for

ack. Take me to

the Radcliffe Group's five-star hotel, wh

htly, and Richard understood

dict saw a petite figure s

dainty nose, and slightly pouting lips ma

saw the woman's face clea

e usually discreet, and he couldn't figure

with a cheerful smile. "Mr. Radcliffe, I purposely waited

just wanted to get the information he needed from Archibald. The

r, coldly locking

s, her small hands sore, but there was no

bright eyes, wondering, '

you have kidney deficiency, I won't mind! The doctor

ntence, she was lifted inside by Be

e she could react, Benedict's fingertips pinched her

oser, enlarging in Cordelia's e

'm here to prove whether I do or not. I just