A Perfect Lie Hides Behind My Billionaire Marriage (reese and hudson)

The moment Ella's father heard that the police had arrived, his face turned pale. "What?" He managed to speak

out of bewilderment.

He had anticipated trouble when he found out that Lukas Strakovski was the one who sent the photos and the

finger, but he never expected it to escalate so quickly.

Officer Parker, who is leading a group of people, cinside. "Mr. Rhodes, we have received reports that you

have been involved in embezzlement and bribery on multiple occasions. Now that the evidence is conclusive, we

request your presence to discuss this matter further."

Ella's father's face turned even grayer. He had lost all his composure. As he was being handcuffed and taken

away, Ella held onto his hand tightly, crying and pleading, "Dad, I'm sorry! I'll apologize to Lukas with you. Please

find a way to avoid getting arrested. Don't let them take you away, please!"

Ella's father's expression was defeated, and he said, "Ella, I'm afraid it's over forthis time. Don't marry

Gerald Hughes. Once I'm in trouble, if you marry him, you'll only be mistreated. Leave this place with your

mother as soon as possible."

After saying these words, he was dragged into the car.

Ella cried out desperately.

Ella's mother, who was usually indecisive and always relied on her husband, was now standing in the yard,

confused and frightened.

At the stime, at Cresta Del Bosque.

Ricardo had been to this place before, but with his identity, he had only been to the eighth-grade private rooms

in the main halls. It was the first the entered the first-grade private room of the Sala de Bambu Verde, and

he was curious about it.

The difference between the first-grade and eighth-grade private rooms was like night and day.

The halls for discussions were about the ssize as the eighth-grade private rooms, not to mention the

corridors adjacent to the private rooms. These pavilions and pavilions were all connected to the private rooms,

and each corridor was marked with its purposes, such as chess rooms, swimming pools, saunas, and

more.

Ricardo swept his eyes on his surroundings in amazement as he followed Martins, walking inside a room in this

high-end club.

When he saw Lukas sitting on the sofa, he immediately felt the difference in status between the two of them.

He smiled ingratiatingly, "Mr. Strakovski, | heard that you wanted to see me."

Lukas's tone was indifferent, "Take a seat."

Ricardo sat on the sofa, looking at Lukas with a smile, "Mr. Strakovski, what can | do for you?"

Lukas glanced at him and said, "I heard you want to get Alexa into Strakovski Jewelry."

Ricardo's face slightly changed, trying to maintain a smile, "Mr. Strakovski, all fathers want their daughters to

have a good life. I'm just wishing a good future for my daughter..."

Lukas interrupted him, "I can let Alexa Roberts marry Gerald Hughes, but she won't be able to join Strakovski

Jewelry."

Ricardo's face changed drastically. He wondered how Lukas knew about this because Reese never asked Alexa

who she is going to marry.

Ricardo put up a fagade and pretended not to understand anything. "Mr. Strakovski, I'm afraid | have no idea

about what you're saying."

Lukas looked at him with a faint smile, "Don't tellyou want Alexa to join Strakovski Jewelry just to let her

marry Gerald Hughes. If that's not the case, then treat it as if | didn't say anything at all."

Ricardo's face changed multiple times, and he stammered, "Mr. Strakovski, it's not me, I..."

Seeing him fumbling, Lukas raised an eyebrow and said, "You don't need to be nervous. Take your tand

explain."

Despite his age, Ricardo could clearly sense that he was no match for Lukas.

He thought for a moment in silence. He had threatened Reese before, but in the end, he is hoping that she would

seek Lukas's help.

Now that Lukas was willing to intervene, there was no need for him to play any tricks.

He looked at Lukas earnestly and said, "Mr. Strakovski, you are right. My main goal is to achieve an alliance

between the Hughes and Roberts families. Mr. Strakovski, do you have any good ideas for this? | don't insist on

having Alexa join Strakovski Jewelry; it's just that the Rhodes Family is also seeking an alliance with the Hughes

Family."

Lukas glanced coldly at Ricardo and picked up the remote control to turn on the LCD TV in the private room. The

screen showed a news report with the scene of Raymond Rhodes being arrested, and the headline stated that

Raymond Rhodes had been caught for multiple counts of corruption and bribery.

Lukas spoke calmly, "This is my sincerity. Mr. Roberts, do you think that with the Rhodes Family's situation, the

Hughes Family would still allow Gerald to marry Ella Rhodes?"

Ricardo's expression turned unpleasant. He had known that Lukas was not an ordinary person, having heard

srumors in the business world. However, he never expected Lukas's power to be so vast.

He looked at Lukas with fear and said, "Mr. Strakovski, even if the Hughes Family doesn't form an alliance with

the Rhodes Family, there's no guarantee they would let our Alexa marry into their family."

Lukas sarcastically twitched his lips and retorted, "You are sitting here talking tobecause you know that I can

help you achieve your wish, am | right?"

Ricardo, being an old fox, knew that there was no such thing in this world as a free lunch nowadays.

He nervously asked, "I wonder what Mr. Strakovski wantsto do in return for this help?"

Finally, Lukas gave Ricardo a serious look, his gaze chilling. "It's quite simple. Hand over tothe letter that

Reese's mother left just for her."

Ricardo froze instantly, feeling extremely guilty and afraid. "Mr. Strakovski!" He managed to say out of surprise.

He couldn't comprehend Lukas's intentions.

Inwardly, he cursed Reese, suspecting that she may have revealed this matter of him threatening her to Lukas.

He forced a smile and looked at Lukas, saying, "Mr. Strakovski, | really don't know what you're talking about."

Lukas's face showed a faint smile, but his eyes were cold to the bone. "Could it be, Mr. Roberts, that you also

wish for a fate similar to Raymond Rhodes's?"