Married a Secret Billionaire

The question took aback Aaron. “Why? Is checking taxes now a lawyer’s responsibility?”

Jacob looked more serious. “It’s everyone’s responsibility!”

Feeling intimidated by the imposing aura of the prominent lawyer, Aaron stood stiffly and didn’t dare say another word.

Abigail couldn’t help but chuckle and gave Aaron a subtle look.

Aaron cleared his throat and said, “Uh… Mr. Welsh, please rest assured. I’ve always been a law-abiding artist.”

“Is that so?” Jacob squinted. “You’re still single, right? Do you have any rumored girlfriends? I hope there won’t be any cheating scandals that implicate Abigail one day?”

“Mr. Welsh, what are you talking about?” Aaron winced, sweat forming on his forehead.

Jacob’s voice turned stern. “I’m saying, watch out!”

He cleared his throat and stood closer to Abigail to physically block her. His expression was wary and hostile.

him. Looking at his pressed suit jacket, she imagined a future where she could put the jacket on him, pass him his briefcase,

but chuckle, her eyes filled with

Welsh, I don’t quite understand what you

illegal or improper, you should stay away from Ms. Fox. Otherwise, I’ll ensure you

understood the situation now. He forced a smile

he left,

help but chuckle,

his arm, but the man raised his hand and

quickly withdrew her hand, feeling like she had acted out of place, and pretended to tuck her hair behind

this guy.” Jacob smiled unnaturally. “I scared him off with just a few words. I wonder

looked

Imperial Media, and Cordelia is known for managing her

muttered a sour remark, “I hope I didn’t interrupt

“What did you say?”