Married a Secret Billionaire

"Are you also this considerate with other women?"

Daniel looked alarmed. "Wh... What do you mean?"

Maisie pouted. "That female journalist... She didn't seem too friendly..."

Daniel was taken aback. Which female journalist was she talking about? There were several this morning, and he

had been fully focused on Maisie. He had no time to pay attention to other women's expressions.

However, since his lady had spoken up, he had to clarify it. He couldn't bear an unjust accusation.

He forced a smile. "Maisie, there were so many people this morning, and I honestly didn't notice. I'm not sure which

one you mean."

Maisie glanced at him. This mature man always carried an aura of composure and authority, but seeing him so

flustered was rather amusing.

Amanda had dampened her mood, but the vexation vanished upon seeing Daniel's response.

"It's Amanda," she said bluntly. "The one who left last."

"Oh..."

honest now. Does she

Daniel was already starting to sweat

woman's sixth sense is quite accurate! If she didn't like you, she wouldn't have

hostile look!"

lip and turned

chuckled secretly. He walked over to embrace her from behind and held

to hold her. He knew she was feeling jealous,

was something he wanted to see and

blame me just because I have

"What are you saying?!"

and held Maisie

nudged him

failed to stabilize her, so both of them

Daniel on top of her, their eyes met, and it felt as if a fire was burning in the depths of

seemed to heat up.