Genius Wife Is Naughty Again
Chapter 689

Sir, You Don't Know Your Wife Chapter 689

Janet's slender fingers traced the man's lips. She smiled; her eyes were like an endless, gentle ocean as she whispered, "Happy Birthday, Mason."

She wrapped her arms around his waist before snuggling into his embrace.

Under the moonlight, his thin lips curved upward, making him look like a devilish and rogue person.

It was before sunrise when Mason stirred from his sleep the next morning.

As his eyes fluttered open, his gaze fell on the girl who was nestled in his arms. "Good morning, Janet," he muttered softly.

With that, he placed a light kiss on the corner of her lips.

Janet was awakened by the warmth of the kiss. As she slowly opened her eyes, she greeted the indolent, roguish man staring at her, "Good morning."

"Go and wash up. We'll head over to the banquet hall after this."

The banquet was tonight, but they needed to make their way there now so that the stylists could begin the process of makeup.

She nodded. Then, she crawled out of bed to head into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, it was becoming lively downstairs in the Lowry Residence.

Everyone huddled together as they discussed the details of the banquet while keeping their voices hushed despite their excitement.

"I heard that many of the big bosses in the industry will be attending the banquet tonight."

"Well, if the guest list on Sean's table is anything to go by, then you're right. We all saw the names-five pages of them!"

"What about J'Adore, who is rumored to be Young Master Mason's girlfriend? Will she attend the banquet as well?"

"I certainly don't think she would be that shameless! Since Old Madam Lowry will be there as well, the woman ought to stay away if she knows what's good for her."

"That's what I think as well. We should inform Old Madam Lowry if we see her at the event!"

"Yes, that's right. She ought to take a look in the mirror-where did she even get the confidence to woo Young Master Mason?"

"Poor Miss Jackson-she still doesn't know about this, does she?"

At that moment, a cold voice broke through the maids' chatter. "What are you all talking about?"

Janet was dressed and she was slowly making her way down the stairs.

Upon hearing her voice, the maids clamped their mouths shut and swallowed convulsively, fearing that she could have overheard them.

"N-Nothing," they stammered as they slowly lifted their eyes.

They were shocked when they saw the figure before them; it felt as if someone had forced the air out of their lungs.

The teal-colored cheongsam had featured intricately-woven water lilies with a cut that accentuated Janet's slender frame and a delicate collar which surrounded the graceful curve of her neck. The attire gave her sensuality a touch of dignity.

"You look absolutely beautiful in the dress, Miss Jackson!"

"I didn't think the dress was special last night when I saw it, but I was wrong! It looks breathtaking on you!"

"My goodness! I feel like I'm looking at a piece of art!"

"Oh, my Lord. Old Madam Lowry will be over the moon when you show up in this!"

While everyone could tell that Janet was not wearing any makeup, the dress that she wore had been elaborately crafted so that they did not pay any attention to any other attributes that she lacked.

The maids were sure that she would not lose out even if she were to run into the vixen-J'Adore.

However, even as Janet listened to their praises, her face remained stoic.

She was used to hearing compliments like that, making her impervious to their effect.

At that moment, a man was descending the staircase he was dressed in a crisp white blouse and a black coat with a subtle golden lining.

It was clear that he did not put much effort into knotting his tie. His hair appeared to be slightly tousled as well, but there was something curated about his look that one could not help but wonder whether he had done it on purpose.

Mason raised his brow, which only made him look more devilish and charming.

Goodness! It is like these two beautiful people are made for each other! If only that vixen, J'Adore, did not come in between them, the maids thought wistfully.

Suddenly, there was a loud honk that came from outside the front door.

They glanced out and saw one luxury car after another driving toward the house.