Reborn Wife

Chapter 8 

Bruce stood in front of her, looking like he had descended from the heavens.

He was holding an umbrella over his head, his other hand tightly wrapped around Olivia's waist.

The Tucker Clan's black car proudly stopped at the entrance of the Dark Arena.

Seeing that Olivia had still not recovered from her shock, Bruce chuckled and patted her waist.

"Get in the car" he said: his magnetic voice was really pleasant to hear. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Without thinking about it, Olivia got into the black car.

Maggie, who was originally showing off, narrowed her eyes.

‘Who was that man just now?’ After a few moments, she realized.

‘Bruce Tucker! The most powerful man in LC City! And...Bruce is Leonard's uncle in name!

But when did Olivia join the Tucker Clan? She turned to look at Leonard's expression.

"I'll send you back,’ Leonard said indifferently.

He was clearly filled with anger.

Maggie gritted her teeth and thought of the handsome face she had just seen.

She suddenly decided that Leonard did not look that handsome compared to Bruce.

The two of them had different thoughts running through their minds.

In the other car, Olivia was even more regretful.

Her impulse was such a bitch.

‘Why did I get into Bruce's car without even thinking about it?’ They were both in the back seat, but did not say a word all the way.

In the end, she just lightly coughed and said, "Well, Mr.Tucker, are your injuries better?"

The name "Mr.Tucker" made the corners of his mouth to twitch.

When Galen, who was driving in front, heard this, he laughed out loud in disgrace.

Only when Bruce flashed him a glare in the mirror did he shut his mouth and pretended to be serious.

"Am I that old?"

Bruce asked, looking at Olivia and secretly gritting his teeth.

Olivia shook her head; she only called him that not because of his age, but because of his seniority.

He was the youngest son of the Tucker Clan, and he was only seven years older than Olivia, but in terms of seniority, he might as well be the same age as his father.

Therefore, she saw nothing wrong in calling him "Mr.Tucker."

Looking at his expression, Olivia tactfully changed the topic.

"Well...Thank you for helping me out and sending me home."

"You're welcome." Bruce smiled faintly.

"It can be considered as repayment for your kindness when you bandaged my wounds."

Remembering this, Olivia felt a little guilty.

‘I wonder if he saw that bow...Did he?’ She sat there quietly and did not dare to say anything else.

At this moment, Galen turned around and said to her with a mocking expression, "Sister, you are the first girl to enter Mr.Tucker's private car.What do you think?"

Galen's idea was simple.

Bruce, emotionally, was like a piece of ice that would not melt for a thousand years.

It was not easy for him to let his guard down and had a little interest in the opposite sex.

Of course, Galen had to assist him every step of the way.Olivia was stunned.

"Oh, I'm honored," she automatically answered.

Galen broke his facade again and he laughed so hard that he hammered the steering wheel.

This calm answer was truly adorable.

At the very least, there would be some pleasant surprise and excitement.

Galen smiled on his own, and Olivia stared blankly at his face.

She did not know why, but she felt that it looked familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen it for a while.

As she pondered, she got somewhat distracted...

Until Bruce leaned toward her with a faint smile.

Olivia suddenly regained her senses, feeling embarrassed for a moment.

Only then did she realize that the man was very close to her, almost forcing her into a corner of the carriage! She caught the faint scent of his refreshing perfume.

She had no choice but to retreat.

"Well, I'm running out of seats,’’ she whispered.

Bruce remained silent.He stared at Olivia quietly, his eyes filled with inquiry and scrutiny.

There were even traces of murderous intent...

Olivia's heart skipped a beat.

She had long heard that the Tucker Clan's murderous god was unpredictable, but now, she could tell that the assumption was real! Fortunately, the car stopped at this time.

She quickly opened her door and got off.

"Thank you, Mr.Tucker, for taking me home!" she exclaimed.

"I'll treat you to dinner another day!" She slipped away after that.

Inside the car, Galen looked at her retreating figure and back to his friend.

"What did you do to her?" he asked doubtfully.

"She's fine” Bruce said indifferently.

"This girl is very thoughtful. You are not allowed to touch her.’ Galen was dumbfounded.

Why was he involved again? As he analyzed what the other man said, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

‘Damn, did Bruce mean..” That girl was smart.

Galen should not come in contact with her.

He instantly trembled; he must have thought too much into it.

As he pondered on this, he turned and saw Maggie, who happened to step off Leonard's car, standing by the side of the road.

She immediately recognized that this was the Tucker Clan's car and made a bold decision! As she approached, Galen instantly stepped on the accelerator and drove away and splashed Maggie with puddle water.

She screamed and stamped her feet in anger.

‘What's wrong with me?’ she wondered.

‘Why is there only Olivia in everyone's eyes? I hate her!’ She looked up at the Clements’ villa in front of her, her eyes flashing with a ruthless light.

Sooner or later, everything here would be hers! Sooner or later, she would make Olivia crawl beneath her feet and never let her get back up!