Chapter 3: Choosing a wife


    Colton''s driver parked his car in front of a luxury vi designed to integrate the best of Chinese and


    Western luxury. The vi covering an area of 1,000 square meters showed the wealth and dignity of the


    family. Countless number of women has dreamed of getting in, even though those who went in


    eventually came out.


    Through the car window, Alicia''s line of sight swept across all kinds of cars parked in front of the door. It


    seemed that even on thest day, there were not fewer women whoe to try their luck.


    "Miss Joliot-Curie, please go in."


    The driver Ben Lester opened the door for her and made a gesture.


    She got out of the car and whispered, "Call me Alicia, if Holly hears you, you''ll be scolded again."


    There was only one Miss Joliot-Curie in their family, aka Mia Joliot-Curie.


    The music fountain in the center of the vi ejected colorful water drops. With the ever-changing music,


    Alicia moved forward slowly, and was led into the nt hall by two staffs in charge of the blind date


    banquet. After registering her name, she, like all the women who came to be selected, patiently waited


    to be summoned.


    "The interview is starting soon. Please get ready. Don''t rush to leave whether you get chosen or not,


    Mrs. Sara will entertain you all at noon."


    When the person in charge finished speaking, he picked up the registration list and read the name of


    the first candidate, "Zara Brown-Williams, pleasee with me."


    A sweet-looking young woman followed him out of the nt hall with excitement, but within ten


    minutes, she came back crying. She picked up her backpack, and left with shame and indignation...


    Then, the second, the third... They all went in happily and came back crying, scaring all the women


    who had not been interviewed. Their confidence was gone, and even the courage to walk out of the


    nt hall was gone.


    Among this group of nerve-wrecked women, only Alicia was calm. She didn''t participate in their


    guesses and discussions. As they were all discussing about how to deal with the rumored demons, she


    sent a short message with her mobile phone.


    Finally, it was her turn. Looking at the sympathetic eyes that turned to her, she didn''t have the slightest


    tension and uneasiness. She went out of the hall, the driver Ben was waiting at the door, he said "Miss,


    this is what you want me to buy for you."


    "Thank you."


    She took it and followed the person in charge into a dark room.


    The curtains were tightly drawn, blocking the bright light outside, and there was a dull atmosphere in


    the room that made people unable to breathe without actually suffocating them.


    On the left side of the room, there was a man with ck straight hair sitting on a ck leather chair. He


    had oblique raised knife-shaped eyebrows, slender and sharp ck eyes, with thin and lightly sipped


    lips. He had an angr outline, slender and tall but not rugged figure. Like an eagle in the night, he


    looked cold and proud but arrogant, despising the strength of heaven and earth.


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    Alicia looked at him with no fear. She calmly sat opposite him, opened the stic bag in her hand, took


    out arge bag of paper towels and put them on the table in front of him.


    "What for?"


    Obviously, her move was somewhat puzzling. The man raised his thick ck knife-shaped eyebrows.


    "To wipe the tearster."


    She answered.


    The man was stunned andughed, "Do you think every woman whoes in will run out crying?"


    "At least none of them went out with a smile."


    "That''s because I asked questions and their answers made me very, very dissatisfied."


    "Does every woman whoes in have to answer your question?"


    "Yes."


    Alicia nodded, "OK, ask away."


    "Do you know how many times I have been divorced?"


    "Six times."


    "Do you think a man who can''t even manage his family well has the ability to run apany well?"


    "I think it''s possible, because emotional disputes have nothing to do with the ability to work. Chairman


    Mao did not handle his family affairs well, but he still founded China."


    An independent and insightful answer was both authentic and not ttery. This was in sharp contrast to


    the previous women who only winked at him and had no opinion. Carlos couldn''t help but look at her


    twice and ask, "What''s your name?"


    "Alicia Joliot-Curie."


    "You can get out now."


    He didn''t say if she passed or failed, but just shouted at the door, "Next."


    "You will choose me, right?"


    She didn''t leave immediately, but stared at him and asked.


    Carlos was very interested, "Why choose you? Give me a reason?"


    "I am confident that I will be yourst wife."


    "Oh, myst wife?" He sneered and his eyes showed irony, "No woman has dared to make such an


    arrogant statement in front of me."


    "If you don''t believe it, why don''t you just try, unless you are afraid? I am really capable."


    Heughed in an evil way. This really sparked his interest. "Well, I''ll give you a chance for your


    courage. But remember, it doesn''t matter to me who I choose, because I won''t love her."