Married a Secret Billionaire

"Oh, it's Mr. Quimby." Owen hastily wiped his hand across his clothes, smiling obsequiously. "I didn't expect... to

meet you again. How have you been?"

Daniel looked at the hand Owen extended, his expression darkening even further.

Maisie gave Owen a pat and whispered, "Owen, what are you saying?"

Owen chuckled and quickly corrected himself. "Oh, I misspoke... Heh, I've had a bit too much to drink, and my

head's not very clear right now. Maisie, what's for lunch?"

Maisie rolled her eyes at him, feeling annoyed.

"Daniel will have lunch at home today, so I'll go help Mom and Nicole."

"Alright, alright!" Owen hastily ushered her toward the kitchen. "Then you go ahead. Make some pork ribs for me!

I've been working too hard lately, so I need some nourishment!"

"You..." Maisie glared at him, concerned he might say something inappropriate.

"Don't worry!" Owen snickered and whispered, "I'll step outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr.

Quimby. Is that okay?"

a stern expression just moments ago, now had a

look in his eyes.

turned and

observed Owen. He saw this man as nothing more than an annoying mosquito, impossible to

beneficial to your condition," Daniel said with a somewhat mocking smile on his

Maisie to

grinned. Previously, it was because of his illness and the

herself to Daniel. She had

never stopped. Imported

family had benefited from Maisie, but no one had ever

about whether she could handle being with Daniel. Even now, Owen still believed

to take

were indifferent and didn't care about saving me, my mother would be the first to

Quimby, if you truly had no feelings for our Maisie,

Daniel clenched his fists.

voice, "I've

his eyes turning