Married a Secret Billionaire

Joanne’s shrill cries rang in the house again.

Marcus found it lame and dusted his hands with a clap. He pulled William’s wallet out of the latter’s pocket and left.

If there was no meal at home, he would go eat at a restaurant!

After Marcus left, Joanne sat on the floor in a daze for a very long time with despair brimming in her eyes.

William groaned and moaned as he struggled to get off the floor and then limped into the study. He felt in his pocket—luckily, Marcus only wanted money and had not taken his phone. There was not much money left in his wallet, and on his phone were the last of his savings.

Joanne’s aggrieved cries could be heard from the living room.

William sighed and dialed a number. It rang for a long time without being picked up. Just as he was about to hang up, a sinister voice said, “Mr. Jenner?”

“Hah, you remember me?” William could hear the mockery in the words but he did not have time for that, so he asked directly, “Phil Nelson, when are you taking Marcus away?”

“Well, I’m still waiting for Mr. Yale’s instructions.”

Yale Hamerton

“Your daughter’s warming Mr. Yale’s bed anyway. What’s there

“You…”

choked

this bad luck right now! I can’t take it any

could even feel

Jenner, you just need a sum of money to build Jenner Group back up, don’t you?” Phil said slowly. “I’m afraid

“I know, but…”

for a few more days. I’ll ask Marcus to get back, but you’ve got to work well with him to put up

…

film was in production, and

some time off today and rested at home for half the day. Since she did not have to take care

like a long time since she had enjoyed a moment of

gently in the front yard, the motion almost lulled her to sleep…