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.

could smell Jacob’s aftershave from being so close to him. Looking at his pressed suit jacket, she imagined a

couldn’t help but chuckle, her eyes filled with him

Welsh, I don’t quite understand

Fox’s personal lawyer!” Jacob emphasized the word “personal”. “If you dare to do anything illegal or improper, you should stay away from Ms. Fox. Otherwise, I’ll ensure you

slow on the uptake, understood the situation now. He forced a smile and turned to

in the direction he left,

him and couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling a wave of

arm, but the man raised his hand and adjusted his tie, skillfully avoiding her

feeling like she had acted out of place, and pretended

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

wanted to say he looked more terrifying

with Imperial Media, and Cordelia is known for managing her artists strictly. No one dares to mess around under her watchful

muttered a

“What did you say?”