Her Biliionaire Husband

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 954-Clang!

The sound of porcelain broken jarred against the four walls of the hidden clan palace.

The fruit plate, which was thrown away by Tanya, flew by Eleanor’s face at close proximity before it shattered on the ground into pieces.

Eleanor flinched at the grating sound, but she remained in her kneeling posture without moving a muscle. Her back was straight, and she held her head high. All of her features spoke of tenacity.

Exasperated, Tanya folded her hands behind her back and approached Eleanor. Rage surged through her trembling finger as she pointed at her daughter. “Do you know how much we lose this time?”

“I know.” Eleanor’s eyelids flickered, reflecting the pang of guilt that hit her.

“You know?!” Tanya raised her voice and kicked Eleanor in the shoulder. “You know nothing!”

Her whole body shuddered in pure ire. “You begged me to treat Matthew, and I told you to never let the bad guys off. They’ll be a recipe for disaster! And look at what you’ve done. I laid out such a perfect plan and all I have to do is to wait for them to fall into the trap. I thought everything was perfect, but I didn’t expect you to be the shortcoming!

in the research institute! Don’t you know what that secret passage is for?” With one hand on her waist and the other raised midair, she glared at Eleanor. The scorching gaze

teeth as the pain twisted her stomach. Ever

to admit her fault, Eleanor knew what kind of consequence awaited her. She covered

intentions to explain her stance kept Eleanor’s speech terse. Tanya had expected that kind of

“Did Matthew cast a spell on you? Or did he threaten you in a way that you’re left with no choice but to

with a determined gaze. “A man must take the consequence of his own deeds. It has nothing to do with Matthew. I made the decision on my

trembled. “Why don’t you say

own deeds. It has absolutely nothing to do with Matthew,”

final words, Tanya landed a slap on her cheek. Considering how powerful martial artists were compared to ordinary people, Eleanor flopped onto the ground

the corner of her lips, and a red mark embellished her swollen cheek

stretched the wound on her belly, causing blood to ooze and paint her clothes red. Nevertheless, Eleanor did not grunt a single word. She simply endured the pain and

stance displayed her innate egoism and tenacity in her. Tanya could see