Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 267

　　"Tomorrow the Fletcher Group's branch in Switzerland happens to hold an anniversary party, and you are invited to attend."

　　Lorenzo's eyes were very sincere.

　　"I'm not an employee of your the Fletcher Group, that's not very nice, is it?"

　　Jessica sniffed slightly.

　　"You're Mrs. Fletcher, their president's wife, so grounded is that reason enough?"

　　Lorenzo looked at Jessica with a smile.

　　"We ......"

　　"Some couples have a marriage license, but it's in name only, while we have that little book missing, our love is eternal and unchanging."

　　Lorenzo interrupted Jessica's words.

　　......

　　Hotel Beau-Rivage Palace Lausanne.

　　The Fletcher Group branch, 　　Switzerland, anniversary banquet.

　　The Lausanne Palace Hotel is one of Switzerland's most historic luxury hotels, next to the International Olympic Museum and facing the fantastic Lake Geneva, with a total of 10 acres of gardens, built from the beginning to be a hotel for the vacation and retreat of celebrities.

　　It can be said that it is a common palace of celebrities and distinguished people, dignified but loose, every inch of the place is full of lazy luxury.

　　There is no excuse for the Fletcher Group to choose this venue for their banquet.

　　Such an occasion, naturally, should be equipped with the most high society atmosphere of the orchestra, the tunes of the court dinner, it seems that every note is a taste of the Swiss francs.

　　Lorenzo has always treated everyone equally, so on such occasions, in addition to the top management of the group, there are also ordinary employees who work hard for the Fletcher Group.

　　As the president of the head office, Lorenzo, who is above all others and never likes to attend these events, was able to participate in person, which shows the importance of this party.

　　The waiters were busy in their suits and clothes, with Italian crystal glasses neatly arranged in trays, and those wines flown in directly from the estate, all of the highest specifications.

　　Lorenzo, with a glass of wine, always on point, compared to the other executives, his dress is much simpler, a shirt with a pair of black pants, even so, it is impossible to ignore the presence, he looked around, but did not find the person he wanted to see.

　　"Luca, hasn't Jessica arrived yet?"

　　Lorenzo called in the special assistant to the president of the Swiss branch.

　　"I'm sorry, President, I don't see Mrs. Fletcher anywhere."