Married a Secret Billionaire

Daniel fell silent, then gently placed his cutlery down. Every move radiated authority, allowing no offense.

"I know both of you are media figures. A few words or articles from you can damage someone's reputation. But I'm

used to getting my way!"

Daniel's voice was low, yet each word held weight. His gaze was equally sharp. "I'm not afraid of what anyone might

say, but if anyone dares to harm my people, I won't hesitate to make their life miserable.

"Leroy, you know me, right?"

Daniel patted Leroy's shoulder, nearly making the seasoned journalist tumble from his chair.

Leroy stood with a pale face, his voice trembling. "I'm not sure where I've upset you, Mr. Quimby... Please, tell me!"

Amanda couldn't relax either.

"Yes, Mr. Quimby." She quickly took out a watch and opened the box, placing it before Daniel. "This is a small gift

years, so why can't we

am ready

that so?" Daniel

the watch on the table, an expensive item. What

her wrist, which repulsed

controlled his anger, picked up the watch, and tossed it

splattered everywhere, and sparks flew from the stove

shock, instinctively shielding her face, while

smiling, but not quite, as

"What?"

I need to repeat

turned pale and nearly

you recall saying you'd do anything