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.

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

eyes filled with

I don’t quite understand what you mean…” Aaron

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

situation now. He forced a

direction he

at him and couldn’t help but

raised his hand and adjusted his

like she had acted out of place, and pretended to tuck her hair behind

smiled unnaturally. “I scared him off with just a few words. I

say he looked more

and Cordelia is known for managing her artists strictly. No

Jacob’s eyes shifted, and he muttered a sour remark, “I hope I didn’t

“What did you say?”