Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

Benson’s eyes became unusually deep when he heard that, like a bottomless pool of water.

“Mrs. Barton is coming soon, I’ll go first.”

Benson got up and walked away. He didn’t understand why Lynn refused to accept such a good opportunity. Was she afraid of toil?

Maybe she’s just an opportunistic person who didn’t want to attempt to make progress.

Lynn originally wanted to ask whether it’s him who changed clothes for her last night. But she decided to ask in the future.

After the meal, the snow had stopped. Lynn came out of the hotel door to enjoy the snow.

Suddenly there was a big boisterous at the entrance of the hotel. A Lincoln car slowly drove over, and Lynn stepped back to the side.

Before the people in the car showed up, a row of people in suits stood neatly beside the car to greet them.

The car door opened, a bodyguard covered the top of the car door with his hand, and a woman with a high bun and a red cloak got out of the car. It was Mrs. Barton.

At this time, Benson also came out of the hotel, stepped forward and shook hands with Mrs. Barton, and then they went to the hotel in conversation. Lynn was going around to other places in the villa.

She heard the conversation between the two men next to her.

“Designer Nancy hasn’t come yet?”

“She can’t come because she is staying in the hospital.”

“The doctor has said that there was nothing wrong. Why did she have to fall ill at this time? Everyone knows that Mr. Warner values this cooperation very much. Why did she drop the ball at the last minute?”

“Who knows? Stop talking. Let’s go in.”

Lynn was stunned to hear this. The cooperation between them also required the presence of the designer. Wasn’t the cooperation discussed by the bosses? “Wait a minute, what do you mean by what you just said? why did designer Nancy need to be present for this collaboration?” Lynn caught up and stopped them.

They found out that it was Mrs. Warner, then they bowed to Lynn.

“Mrs. Warner, Mrs. Barton hoped that The Warner Group could design a necklace that she liked. Although she didn’t say that this is a necessary condition for cooperation, in fact, we all think it is a requisite for cooperation.”

“If I were the designer Nancy, no matter how sick I was, I would have to come. The Warner Group treats her so well. What an air of superiority she has! She insisted that she wasn’t comfortable all over the body even though the doctor found nothing wrong with her. I think she is pretending to be sick.”

The other one glanced at the time, “Mrs. Warner, we will go inside now.”

After they left, Lynn realized that Benson was indeed in trouble.

Lynn kept walking forward, went to the scenic snow forest, and went to the ice spring lake under the mountain. She went around for more than two hours.

On the way back, she passed through the snow forest again and unexpectedly saw Mrs. Barton and her secretary Simon, who was walking in the snow forest.

Mrs. Barton wore a hat similar to the cloak on her. She was dignified and elegant. Even though she was in her fifties, she had an outstanding temperament. The traces of time on her face were more like praise.

Lynn stopped.

Has Benson finished talking to Mrs. Barton?

She has read the biography published by Mrs. Barton. She was a great female entrepreneur. She has encountered many setbacks in her life, but she has persevered to get up every time.

Mrs. Barton lost her parents when she was five years old, and was adopted by a couple who often abused her. She grew up tenaciously. At the age of 22, she developed breast cancer and her ex-husband divorced her and remarried just after she underwent the mastectomy.

At the age of 26, the daughter of her and her ex-husband contracted malaria and left her forever. At the age of 28, she started a business with a friend, but her friend took all the money away, which made her and her son live on the streets.

At the age of 30, her son was shot and killed on the way from school, and she has been alone since then.

At the age of 33, she was framed and imprisoned for seven years. She was released from prison without being knocked down and founded Barton Diamond Raw Material Company which is very influential now.

She once said that she wanted to die many times, but she was unwilling to give in to fate.

In the snow forest, Mrs. Barton walked in front, stopping from time to time. And the secretary Simon, following in the back with a camera in hand, was carefully taking pictures for Mrs. Barton.

Simon’s actions in taking pictures looked rusty, and he should have rarely used a camera before.

After Mrs. Barton stopped, Simon gave the camera to her.

“Ma’am, please look.”

Mrs. Barton viewed the photos on the camera and frowned, and the secretary immediately looked nervous.

“Ma’am, I’ll sign up for a photography class when I go back.”

Mrs. Barton looked around and saw Lynn who was about to leave, she waved to Lynn.

“Excuse me, can you take pictures?” Seeing Lynn stop, Mrs. Barton continued, “If you can, can you take two pictures for me? The snow here is very beautiful. I want to make a good memory.”

Although Mrs. Barton’s Chinese was not idiomatic, it could be understood, and there was no such arrogance while she was talking.

Lynn froze for a moment, looked at the Sony camera in Mrs. Barton’s hand, and smiled, “Yes.”

In fact, it was also very good to be able to get in close contact with an internationally renowned female entrepreneur and feel the charm of her personality.

Lynn went over and took the camera. Mrs. Barton looked around, walked under a big tree covered with icy branches, and turned around. The color red and white was contrasting. Mrs. Barton looked like a rose in full bloom in the snow.

Lynn adjusted the camera, found the right angle, and pressed the capture button at the right time.

Coincidentally, she had used this kind of camera before, so she felt easy to take pictures.

“Please check whether you like it or not.” After a short while, Lynn had already taken a few pictures from several angles.

She handed the camera to Mrs. Barton to have a look first.

After taking the camera, Mrs. Barton viewed the photos and was surprised. She didn’t expect a random person on the road to be good at taking pictures.

“I like them, thank you.”

In the photos taken by Lynn, Mrs. Barton was dressed in red, standing softly and arrogantly. In the photos taken by Simon, she stood stiffly. The contrast was striking.

Lynn shook his head humbly, “You flatter me.”

When she was in school before, she worked in the news department. She used cameras and learned some knowledge about photography. She had seriously learned Rule of the Thirds and the golden spiral ratio for cameras, but she had never thought it could be applied to a celebrity today.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Simon leaned over and joked at Lynn, “Can I learn how to take pictures with you?”

Glancing at the vast ice and snow, Lynn smiled, “Of course.”