Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind novel Chapter 33

Victoria held up her phone screen to him, looking utterly confused. "What's going on here?"

Jack glanced casually and said, "You got drunk, pulled me into taking a photo, and insisted on setting it as your wallpaper."

Victoria was absolutely stunned. She wouldn't fall for that. "Impossible!"

Jack turned his face, showing her the handprint. "Initially, I didn't believe you would slap me."

Suddenly, Victoria felt guilty.

He definitely wouldn't slap himself, so the handprint on his face must have been from her.

Then, did she change the wallpaper herself?

She licked her red lips and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry for slapping you, and about the wallpaper... I must have done it when I was drunk and not thinking clearly. I'll change it back now!"

As she finished speaking, Jack said, "..."

Victoria swiftly changed the wallpaper back to its original state.

Jack squinted his eyes, looking at her meaningfully, his gaze filled with hidden intentions.

After breakfast, Jack went to his study to work.

Victoria remembered the slap from last night. She went to the kitchen, cut some fruits, and brought them to his study on the second floor.

She knocked on the door.

However, the study door wasn't closed properly, so her knock pushed it open.

Victoria blinked, peering in and saying, "Are you busy now?"

Jack sat behind the desk, looking up at her. He closed the contract he was reviewing and asked, "Not busy, what's up?"

Victoria smiled and walked over, placing the fruits on the table. "I brought you some fruits. I just cut them; they're really sweet."

Jack glanced at the fruits and then raised his eyelids, looking at her. "So, what wrong thing have you done now?"

Victoria widened her eyes. "What do you mean?"

He tilted his head, his voice low and lazy, his eyes filled with a playful smirk. "Since childhood, you've only been this nice to me when you've done something wrong."

Victoria was again taken aback.

Really? Thinking back, it seemed true.

Victoria cleared her throat, trying to defend her dignity. "You're only overthinking. I'm just apologizing for slapping you last night when I was drunk."

He gave a lazy "oh" and looked down at the fruits on the table. "I don't mind you slapping me. There's no need to apologize."

Victoria was once again stunned. She thought this dog of a man would take advantage of the situation, but he didn't seem to care at all.

She was starting to suspect him unnecessarily.

He was such an upright gentleman; it seemed the photo they took last night was really something she initiated, and she even insisted on setting it as her wallpaper.

However, since the fruits were already cut, she couldn't waste them, so she left them there.

As she was turning to leave, she noticed a set of brushes and rice paper on the nearby bookshelf. A bright idea struck her, and her clear eyes sparkled. "Jack, I've figured out what to give you as a wedding gift!"

Jack raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Victoria picked up the brushes and rice paper. "I'll give it a try first. If you don't like it, I'll think of something else."

Seeing her intending to write something, Jack made space for her on the desk and handed her an inkstone to prepare the ink.

He rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his well-defined forearms, the fair skin bearing faint blue veins, exuding an indescribable allure.

Since childhood, Victoria had always been good at calligraphy. He often ground ink for her, so he was quite skilled at it.

To put it bluntly, Victoria's calligraphy was good enough to be sold for money.

Now, what was she going to write for him?

The ink was ready, and the brush dipped in ink. Victoria began to write, her brushstrokes flowing smoothly, displaying both strength and grace.

Jack lowered his eyes to watch her writing. She had written two sentences,

"May you be as blessed as the Eastern Sea,

May you live as long as the Southern Mountain."

Jack was confused. Was he really that old?

Victoria put down the brush, quite satisfied with the words she had written. "I had a great feeling today. Look at these characters; they are compact, and the structure is solid. The effect is really good, and the blessing is sincere."

Jack could see that the characters were excellent, and the blessing was heartfelt, but...

He wasn't a contestant.

Why was he here at the venue now?

Victoria glanced left and right. The judges' lounge was nearby.

Was he looking for the judges?

Victoria didn't want to get involved in Montgomery family matters anymore and decided to leave. However, she overheard a conversation from the judges' lounge.

It was the four judges from the program, their voices filled with excitement. The door wasn't even closed properly.

"Hehe, eighty thousand each, we're making a fortune!"

"The third young master of the Montgomery family, is really generous. To ensure Amelia wins the final, he gave us three million two hundred thousand in one go!"

"Who gets the first place depends on how we score. We'll give high scores to Amelia and low scores to Victoria!"

Victoria's eyes narrowed, her gaze filled with disdain.

So, he came here to bribe the judges. Dempsey was so protective of her, resorting to such a cliché and unethical tactic.

At that moment, the judges inside the lounge were still discussing animatedly.

Victoria took out her phone and activated the voice recording function. She decided to send this audio to the program's email.

The director of the show was known for his fairness and integrity. She believed that when he heard the audio, he would ensure justice prevailed.

...

After rehearsal, Victoria returned to Pinecroft.

As soon as she entered the living room, she saw a man in a pink shirt sitting on the sofa. She couldn't see his face because he had his back to her, but she could tell he had a good figure. He managed to exude a sense of refined elegance even in a pink shirt.

Jack was sitting opposite this man, facing Victoria's direction.

Seeing Victoria return, his cool eyes instantly softened, a touch of tenderness appearing. "Back already?"

In the next moment, the man in the pink shirt stood up abruptly, turned around, and looked at Victoria. His lips curled into a handsome smile. "Hello, sister-in-law!"

Sister-in-law?