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.

color scheme and exuded simplicity and elegance without sacrificing its grandeur. High-quality materials were used for the furnishings, and even

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

is letting us stay here,” she explained. “He’s even giving us a reduced

her gaze knowing, but she kept her thoughts to

used to live,” Maisie assured Nicole. “You won’t have to worry about Wesley and those creditors bothering us

started carrying her luggage into

belongings, and that’s when Daniel called

to your liking?” His voice was

and replied softly,

long as you’re happy

“Mr. Quimby, I—”

discussed this. Just call

and attempted several times but couldn’t bring herself to make the

felt embarrassed, and it seemed like a change in