Married a Secret Billionaire

Daniel grappled with conflicting emotions. On the one hand, he hoped that she would remember him, but on the

other, he wished she could completely forget everything that had transpired before, never to recollect those

memories again.

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Guided by Nicole's directions, Maisie navigated her way to her family's address. She couldn't help but smile at the

irony of needing a map to find her own home. Over the past two years, the concept of "home" had slowly faded

from her mind.

"We're almost at my house," Maisie informed Daniel. "You don't have to accompany me any further. I can go on my

own."

"Alright. I'll head back to the company to take care of some matters."

"Sure, go ahead." Maisie was aware that Daniel worked for the prestigious Quimby Group, a renowned name in this

city. Daniel must have a lot of responsibilities there.

With a wave and a smile, she turned to face the aging apartment building.

The neighborhood was in a low-income area, surrounded by shantytowns. The remaining buildings were only three

or four stories tall, showing signs of disrepair and appearing on the verge of collapse.

However, Maisie recalled Nicole mentioning that her family's living conditions hadn't been this dire in the past. What

had caused this decline?

filled with questions and uncertainty as she climbed

preparing chicken soup.

"Mom—"

she could finish her sentence, Cindy interrupted her, "Don't just stand

and come

her mother to immediately ask for her assistance with

her return home.

she hadn't been home for two

deep breath, washed her hands, and entered the kitchen. The place was in

particularly clean. She had to sift through the clutter of pots and

peeling, and chopping vegetables

Cindy impatiently scolded her. "Have

forgotten how to

"Mom, I am

Cindy grabbed the knife from her hand. "I'll do

of the knife striking the

was eerie and unsettling.

the house, she wanted

intending to text Daniel to inquire when he would pick her up, only for