Married a Secret Billionaire

Wesley shivered when he saw Graham's grin. Unsure whether to raise his glass, he reluctantly went along, forcing a

smile. "Yes, yes! You'll wipe the floor with those guys, Mr. Bayer!"

"Will you assist me?" Graham asked.

"I..." He couldn't bring himself to respond.

"If you're willing to help, I can find ways to not only revive your struggling business but also elevate your success

beyond imagination!"

Wesley scanned his surroundings, then reluctantly nodded while gnashing his teeth. -

It was evening when Maisie awoke.

The sunset streamed through the wall-to-ceiling window, casting a warm glow on the living room carpet. She rose

quietly and found Daniel busy in the kitchen.

She smiled and playfully embraced him from behind.

At first, he was taken aback, but he soon turned around with a smile.

"The soup will be ready soon," he said.

he was preparing truffle

his culinary skills. The soup's temperature was just right, and its aroma was

giggled as she looked at him. "With you here, I guess all I need

have to work so hard anymore. I'll handle

my

care of that, too," he

if you do everything for

he muttered

to her for

used to make it for him frequently in

puzzled. She gazed at him,

with her hair.

was ready, and he served her a bowl. She couldn't stop praising his cooking after taking

they enjoyed

big plans for the future. She didn't want to be a kindergarten teacher forever. She aimed

if possible, a foreign correspondent to

she didn't own a car yet.