Married a Secret Billionaire

Graham said, looking at Maisie, “Do you understand what I just said?”

Maisie smiled, indicating she understood.

This would mean they would have an independent marriage, not interfering with each other’s lives, sharing living expenses, and offering help in family emergencies if desired, or not if they chose not to.

However, the Bayers were a prestigious family and were unlikely to face such emergencies. Meanwhile, Maisie was from a less notable background and seemed to be the one with endless troubles.

She asked, “Graham, are you considering a prenup with me?”

“How did you guess?” His eyes brightened. “You’ve grasped my point, Maisie! I’m pleased.”

Her surprise was evident. She had only been testing him, not expecting a definite answer.

“Prenups are necessary,” he affirmed. “Many young people overseas do this before marriage. I’ve spent enough time abroad to embrace the concept, and I agree with it. It’s better to clarify everything before marriage. Even if we were to divorce in the future, it would be straightforward. Otherwise, it’d be a waste of time and energy, detrimental for both parties.”

Maisie was taken aback. “You’ve thought about divorce?”

He chuckled. “I believe in being prepared. Of course, no one aims for divorce when they marry, but it’s wise to be ready.”

He added, “I’m someone who values backup plans.”

Maisie mustered a smile. The notion sounded reasonable—independence in marriage, financial boundaries, but…

need, if they ended up splitting the cost of a bowl of salad, what was the point of such

his family’s wealth. She had envisioned a life with him from the start, but now, it seemed she might

off

him. “I won’t bring up my

their issue. They need to resolve it themselves. If they can’t,

“Graham! That’s my sister!”

forever, can they?” Graham thought she was being unreasonable. “You can’t

don’t you provide everything your sister asks for? She doesn’t want to work. All she does is

sister is different

and

mistake, Graham quickly grabbed her

have to explain.” She let go

deserving everything she desired, while her sister, born humbly,

statement, the doorbell rang. It was

appeared

the men said with a smile. “We work for Fat Lawler and are

explained, stuttering, “-FFat Lawler said… W-Wesley’s debt has

you. Fat Lawler’s men are searching for him citywide. We’ll make him sign the divorce papers once

were

“What happened, sis?”

two men and said, “Thank you,