Married a Secret Billionaire

"Could it be..."

"Sophia!" the two of them exclaimed simultaneously.

After uttering that name, they shared a knowing smile.

"It's really her!" Daniel took out a cigarette. With a quick nod from Fat Lawler, one of his subordinates handed him a

lighter.

The smell of tobacco filled the room as Daniel contemplated and then flicked off the ash.

"I guess... by now, both of us are blamed for kidnapping the Bayer heiress, right?"

"What else!" Fat Lawler snorted. "She acted all friendly with me on the surface, but then she pulled off this stunt,

spreading rumors everywhere that I abducted Arya!"

"We're pretty tight, so naturally, others would suspect me," Daniel said with a grin. "This way, more people are

implicated. My brother-in-law is Nicholas, so it affects the relationship between the Bayer and Thompson families."

Fat Lawler scoffed. "She really thinks she can manipulate us like this?"

"What do you think?"

his tone remained steady, and

him clenching his fists and the veins popping out on

brief silence, "Fat Lawler, I've manipulated

valuable than

know." Fat Lawler patted his shoulder. "Originally, I did it to help you release your frustration.

my efforts aren't

Fat Lawler gestured.

and blinked, gradually sitting up in bed inside

like to have a private conversation

for a moment and

carefully pushed open the

wide eyes locked on the direction of the door. Her body instinctively leaned back. When

the person entering was Daniel,

long pause, she softly called out,

to address him. Should she just call him

uncle. In theory, she could also call him "Uncle". But now... it seemed he

bit her lip awkwardly. Finally, she settled on "Mr.