Married a Secret Billionaire

Daniel tightened his fists, a mix of anger and smugness coursing through him. He took pride in his financial prowess, and at the very least, he treated Maisie fairly when it came to money.

He asked, half in jest, “By the way, are you and your fiance still sharing expenses?”

Maisie’s expression changed, and she nervously averted her gaze, fiddling with her hands.

“Well… I’ll get you a thermos,” she said, as if to leave.

But just as she reached the door, Daniel called her back. “Maisie, I have an empty apartment.”

She was momentarily stunned.

He offered her a warm smile. “You could move in. I… I can cut you a deal on the rent. What do you think?”

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The apartment was situated in the city center within a top-tier luxury complex. It was a spacious 200-square-meter flat with a south-facing orientation and ample natural light streaming in through full-length windows. It offered a panoramic view of the bustling neighborhood below, especially enchanting in the evenings.

without sacrificing its grandeur. High-quality materials were used

soon as Maisie stepped inside, she was captivated. But as she stood in the center of the living room, a slight feeling of unease settled in her chest. There was a subtle but palpable ache in her heart. She took a few deep breaths, and when she

here,” she explained. “He’s even

stared at her, her gaze knowing, but she kept her

better than where we used to live,” Maisie assured Nicole. “You won’t have to worry about Wesley and those creditors bothering us anymore. Now, you

carrying her

began unpacking her belongings, and

your liking?” His voice was

smiled and replied softly, “It’s wonderful. Thank

as you’re

“Mr. Quimby, I—”

interrupted, “We’ve discussed this. Just

several times but couldn’t bring herself to make the

embarrassed, and it seemed like a change