The Billionaire's Genius Wife-Chapter 448 Meet Simon Gilwynn (2)

After speaking with Xander, Scarlett headed straight to the living room, only to find Theodor already waiting there, looking dashing in his new suit. He looked ready for his activity today.

"Good morning, sister-in-law," Theodor greeted with a wave and a charming smile. However, Scarlett didn't return his smile. Her annoyance was clearly shown on her face. She still harbored suspicions that Theodor might have been the one to provide Simon with her cell phone number, especially her private one, which was known to only a handful of people, including him.

"Save the pleasantries, Theo!" Scarlett's voice held a sharp edge as she sat opposite him, separated by a coffee table. Her eyes stared at him, her gaze akin to a sharp spear aimed straight at Theodor.

"Tsk, tsk... What did I do to deserve that death glare this early morning? Why the frosty reception, sis?" Theo asked with a playful smile, though he could clearly sense her foul mood.

'Damn! Her pregnancy hormones are really putting me through the wringer!' Theodor shook his head, missing his sister-in-law's usual gentle smile and friendly demeanor.

Scarlett didn't want to beat around the bush, especially with Simon's impending arrival in just an hour. "Did you inform the king about me?" She cut to the chase, her tone serious.

Theo's eyebrows knitted in response to her question. "Simon? Does he know about you? How so?" Instead of directly answering, he seemed taken aback by Simon's discovery of Scarlett's presence.

"Gosh, Theo..." Scarlett took a deep sigh as she turned her gaze outside the window, observing the clear blue sky in an attempt to subside her anger. The more she looked at Theo's clueless expression, the more she had the urge to slap him with her glare.

As her anger subsided, she turned her attention back to him, adopting a calm demeanor despite her blood boiling.

"You're not supposed to ask me; you should be the one answering," she said, pausing to gauge his expression. Yet, he remained oddly silent, as if genuinely unaware of the situation.

'Wait!? So it wasn't him? Then who leaked my cell phone number to Simon?' She thought.

Second later, a sudden thought crossed her mind; the possibility of a skilled hacker working alongside Simon. This would explain how someone managed to bypass her spam filter without her even realizing it.

'Who could this hacker be?' The question now gnawed at Scarlett's mind. Then, she recalled Xander's warning about Simon's intentions, and her knees weakened once more. 'Should I inform Roland about this meeting?'

"Sister," Theodor's voice snapped her back to reality. She met his gaze as he continued, "Don't worry, Brother Simon won't resort to anything extreme, like meeting you directly. If he wishes to see you, he'll summon you to the palace." He offered a reassuring smile, knowing Scarlett now looked so stressed.

Theodor adds his words, "...So, even though he knows about your identity, you can rest easy as long as he doesn't call you. And don't forget, there is Uncle Roland behind you. Well, Simon's quite wary of his own father." He smiled.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, yes... That's why there's no need to wear that worried expression," Theodor chuckled. "It doesn't suit you well, and you don't look pretty when you're stressed. Smile..." He beamed at her, trying to coax a smile from her.

Scarlett was rendered speechless.

"Oh, Logan, you came at the right time," Theodor's grin broadened as he noticed Logan carrying a tray of food entering the room. "...my sister seems to be in a bad mood and needs a meal to brighten her spirits. Allow me to assist you..." He got up from his seat, joining Logan in placing the dishes on the dining table.

Scarlett, "..."

"Sister, what are you waiting for?" Theodor's gaze turned to Scarlett, who appeared in a daze. "Hurry up, come join me. Eat while the food is still warm." Then he looks at Logan, expressing gratitude to Logan for preparing breakfast for both Scarlett and himself.

Scarlett was too tired to get involved with Theodor's antics right now. This man had returned to his shameless self, acting as though he was the master of this wardroom. She dragged her feet to the dining table and began to eat while considering calling Roland before Simon's arrival.

Anxiety bothers her because, if Simon possessed a skilled hacker, her privacy might be compromised, especially her personal life. As for her involvement with The Fox, she held confidence that her leader, One, could safeguard their identity. 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝒏𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡．𝙣𝒆𝙩

"Sister, why do you still look so worried?" asked Theodor, who saw Scarlett's face looking somber. "I have assured you, His Majesty will not bother you. He is so busy with his duties to take care of this empire..."

Scarlett slowly placed her cutlery on the table. Then set his sights on Theodor. After a few deep sighs, she finally said, "You don't really know his majesty, do you?"

"Huh!? What do you mean, sister?" Theodor chuckled before continuing his words, "I'm one of his majesty's close family members. We spend ample time together during his free time. I even played golf with him before I flew to attend your birthday surprise." He rolled his eyes, seemingly annoyed.

"Goodness, Theo... You might be disappointed then, as his majesty is probably already heading to this place," Scarlett remarked, glancing at her watch. With just a few minutes before 9 AM, that man must be near this hospital. She was confident that Simon Gilwynn was a punctual man, wasn't he?

Without waiting for Theodor to respond, she continued, "If you're uncomfortable meeting him here, you're free to leave." With those words, she rose from her seat.

"Are you serious??" Theodor's surprise was palpable upon learning about Simon's presence at the hospital.

Scarlett didn't respond to him. Instead, she turned her attention to Logan. "I'll be in my room. If his highness Simon Gilwynn arrives, let him wait in the living room," she instructed, her tone firm. With that, she walked to her room to text Roland Gilwynn, taking precautions in case Simon had any harmful intentions.