Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 289 Two Kinds of Beauty

Madeleine nodded.

"Mr. Robinson, my apologies," said Madeleine in a careless way. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Wilfred shook his head and burst out laughing. "I could tell you’re a straightforward girl too, and I’d also like to have a friend like you. Call me if you need any help, and my phone number is on the name card I just gave you. My business offers top-notch security services, and I’ll give you a 40% discount."

Madeleine teased, "Mr. Robinson, I thought I could have the mates’ rate, which is, if you charge an ordinary client 10 grand, I only need to pay you 99 dollars."

Wilfred paused and burst into laughter again.

"I like your straightforwardness! Alright, I’ll charge you the mates’ rate if you ask me for help."

Madeleine shook her hands immediately and explained, "Mr. Robinson, I was joking. It’s unfair for you to charge us far below the market price. The price we pay you will be a little more than what you charge other clients. I know we’re friends, but business is business. The price needs to be set beforehand so that there will be no more trouble afterwards, and we can still be friends."

Wilfred smiled, "Deal! I like dealing with direct people like you."

After that, he looked at Ophelia with discretion, who was holding the glass absentmindedly and thus didn’t notice his gaze at all. Or, she might have, but she just didn’t care or put it in mind.

Madeleine saw everything, leaned forward to block Wilfred’s view and changed the subject. "Mr. Robinson, you are only 31 and you’ve already got a successful career. I assume you are married and have a child, right?"

Wilfred looked back and replied, "I’ve been engaged in business all these years, and I haven’t had time to get married. I’m still single."

Madeleine complimented, "You make a lot of money; you have a powerful physique; you also have a great personality. Any woman would fall for you."

"Women nowadays aim high. They want a husband who can make money and buy a house as well as a car for her. Besides, he also has to be considerate. He has to care about her feelings while being busy working. Even so, they still throw a tantrum over trifles. It’s too tiring to be in such a relationship, so people break up naturally."

Having noodles, Madeleine said with a smile, "You seem so experienced, Mr. Robinson."

Wilfred poured himself a glass of wine and changed the topic. "Seems that your friend doesn’t like to talk much. Doesn’t she like me?"

Madeleine threw a glance at Ophelia and explained, "She just came out of the hospital and is exhausted. Don’t mind her, Mr. Robinson. When you know her better, she’ll be more talkative than you. She just appears reserved in front of unfamiliar people. When you pass that phase, she’s actually a nice girl, and talks a lot. She can be a good hostess, as well as a good cook. She has a sharp tongue, but is also a good fighter. She can be a man’s goddess, but also act crazy. If she hadn’t got married a long time ago, I would definitely fix you up with her. I know a good man when I see one, and Mr. Robinson, you’re a good man."

Ophelia nudged Madeleine’s arm, signaling her to stop.

Wilfred watched Ophelia’s small gesture and smiled, "Ophelia, may I call you that?"

Ophelia was a little shocked, but at last, she still gave a nod for politeness.

Madeleine also detected the change in Wilfred and said in a seemingly casual but wary way, "You seem interested in Ophelia, Mr. Robinson?"

Mr. Robinson, nevertheless, nodded frankly and spoke his mind, "Ophelia is the type of girl I like. Her look, temperament and body can make any man crazy, but unfortunately, she’s already taken, or I’d definitely go after her. Alas, my relationship has ended before it even starts."

Madeleine and Ophelia let their guard down seeing Wilfred being so honest.

Ophelia raised her glass and said, "Mr. Robinson, I apologize for my poor attitude just now. I’ll make a toast and drink this glass of water as an apology to you."

Wilfred pretended to be flattered. "Well, since a beauty is making a toast to me, I have to accept it even if I have to drink poison."

What he said amused Ophelia and Madeleine.

Madeleine put on an angry face and complained, "Mr. Robinson, I feel discriminated. I was the one talking with you to liven things up just now, while your eyes have been fixed on Ophelia. I’m not pretty enough or what?"

Wilfred explained at once, "Please don’t take me wrong, Madeleine. You’re also pretty, but you and Ophelia are two kinds of beauty. You’re the girl next door, while Ophelia is like a poisonous poppy flower. She has fatal attraction to men. She probably isn’t the most beautiful woman, but men can never forget about her, and that’s why the women around her are ignored by men automatically."

Wilfred scratched his head shyly as he spoke, "I’m a bit of a boor, so I hope you wouldn’t mind if I get a little sentimental once in a while."

Madeleine took a mouthful of noodles and sighed, "Now I get it. I’ve always been wondering why no man wants me, even if I look cute, and it turns out I’ve been overshadowed by Ophelia all the time. Well, what a fool I am to have been a good friend of hers for so long, and I guess I have to stick with it for the rest of my life, because she’s my only good friend. Seems that great sacrifices will be made on my part."