Married a Secret Billionaire

Daniel glanced at the news article that Maisie was writing—a piece she had copied from a senior.

Maisie looked concerned. "Is it bad? It always feels too deliberate when I copy. I just don't like it, no matter how I

look at it."

"I think it's not bad." Daniel smiled after reading. "It's organized with clear points, and the writing is smooth. It's just

the words you used are not poignant enough. It's too soft."

"Are you sincerely complimenting me?" Maisie asked as he played with her hair, his eyes filled with allure.

He shared his honest thoughts, "When writing an article, especially those by journalists, you need an attitude that

isn't afraid of offending people. It's impossible to take care of everyone's feelings.

"So, be strict when you should be, and criticize when needed. You can't be weak, nor do you have to show mercy.

People might not care for your mercy!"

Maisie pondered. "Oh..."

"Don't worry about making enemies," he assured. "One must have a couple of enemies to live in this world!"

"So that's why you said you're not a good person?" she asked.

"Hmm. I indeed had many enemies before," he admitted. "But I don't have many now. I'm trying my best to build

good relationships with people."

"Why?"

I have you now," he confessed, holding her hands. "I was afraid that if I had many enemies, they'd

me. You're my

was stunned, holding her

moment, the doorbell

room was very private. Only a handful of people could come, and it wasn't time to eat yet. Who could it

opened the door, revealing his

The assistant greeted him.

are you here?!" Daniel

choice. I looked for you all over

"What's up?"

softly, "Mr. Daniel,

and closed the door softly.

"Ms. Lily is back."

way here to tell me that? We're no longer

nothing was going on between

Daniel was unwilling to

marriage had been arranged