Her Biliionaire Husband

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 994-After Lamia apologized, she sat down and asked, “Has Mr. Johnson been with the hidden clan all these years? Why couldn’t I find you when I was looking for you? You’re not one of them, are you? How do you know the hidden tongue? Also, how did you happen to be here today? It’s a coincidence that we’ve met again.”

Hendrey raised an eyebrow and smiled with a gentleman’s elegance. “Which question should I answer for you first?”

“Um… Haha, sorry. I’m just too happy.” She looked at her watch. “It’s an honor to meet you again today, Mr. Johnson. Let me treat you to a meal to express my gratitude.”

“Well—” As he hesitated, she had already signaled for a waiter. Then, she looked at the menu and ordered the best dishes and some wine. “That’s very kind of you, Miss Lamia.”

“Please just call me Lamia, Mr. Johnson.”

“Okay.”

After that, they talked about everything under the sun as if they had known each other for ages. However, Hendrey still kept his true identity hidden from her.

After three rounds of drinks, Lamia picked up her glass and toasted him. “Mr. Johnson, do you know I’ve been looking for you all these years? I only remember your name, Hendrey Johnson, and I couldn’t find any information about you except for a sketch of you.”

He was surprised upon

lying,” she said while taking her phone from her pocket and showing him a sketch photo she drew. “This is my sketch of you, but my drawing skills are poor, and I couldn’t capture your soul and spirit.

up and said, “It’s great. In fact, it’s much better looking than

she put away her phone and looked at him with sparkling eyes, unable to

the meantime, he looked at her and continued to drink, his dark eyes flickering with a hint of calculation. “I never thought you would remember me. I’m honored, Lamia,” he

them had so much to talk about that it seemed they could never run out of things to

and Hendrey carried her

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“Mr. Johnson, you… You…”

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“Whet? Merry you?”

up as a hotel with rooms above, and soon, he placed her on the bed. As he looked at